so there i am on my daily trip through the taco bell drive through. “la. de. da. hmm. should i get the seven-layer burrito again today? duh. of course i should.”
i shout my order to the woman behind the fuzzy intercom and i pull up to the first window to pay. I’m greeted with a 50-ish woman who looks a little disheveled.
her: “what the heck is that noise? is that your car making that noise?”
me: “well, yes. i think it might me.”
her: “it sounds like a spaceship! you better get that checked out. it might blow up or something.”
me: “ya. i guess. so.”
me in my head: “listen lady, you’re freaking working at taco bell and you’re trying to tell ME to spend my hard earned money on car repairs? seriously? leave me alone. it’s not THAT bad and besides, I totally just got my freaking muffler fixed. imagine what my car sounded like BEFORE!”
the end.
p.s. i’m suddenly a little worried that my car will blow up.
Is that the same lady that told you the guacamole has sour cream in it?
Do you really go to Taco Bell daily? I can’t even remember the last time I ate at Taco Bell. Probably before I had a drivers license. Actually, out here I thought they even discontinued the 7-layer burrito.
Speaking of which, if you ever visit Mexico and order a 7-layer burrito, the locals will have no idea what you are talking about. Instead, try ordering the siete-layer burrito.