Me to coworker: make sure you note that part about the mustard down on the wrapper so she knows for sure.
3 variations of the comment:
Them: "You have such a nice manner! You're far to nice to be working at MexiGong!"
Me: I'm glad you think so! Could you call the number on the back of the receipt and let my bosses know? You might win a $1,000! (Ha, as if)
What I'm thinking: raaaiiiissse....
Her: Three kid's meals with Sprite
Us: Nachos or (desert item that would totally give away where I worked, because it's a secret and all) on those meals?
Her: That's fine
Us: Pardon me, but WTF?
Redgirl's dulcet voice strikes again: On one day, got three comments.
Woman: You have such a nice drive-thru voice!
Me: Teehee, thanks. I used to work at a hotel. Some dude even wanted to let me know it was sexy.
Woman: (eyes light up) Oh! Yeah! I wanted to tell you that your voice would be perfect for phone sex!
Me: (smiles, thinking: Oh? And how's the money in that? Do you know anyone who's accepting applications? 'Cause, you know the money AND the hours have got to better than here...)
Co-worker food preparer on one side of the food line (A): Ok, got the 12 crunchy taco pack here
Co-worker food preparer on the OTHER side of the line (B): Um...YOU made the crunchy tacos?
A: Yeah...you asked me to.
B: I thought I asked you to make the soft tacos and burritos...
(cue frantic looks. side one gets started on other items, and there appears a bag of available crunchy tacos in the break room. redgirl avoids buying dinner that night and has tacos instead)
Weeewaaa...(kind of) looking forward to work tonight. I prepared by drinking several shots of espresso and practicing my "earnest" flavored smile in the mirror.