What Did They Want From Me?

Why did I need anybody
To tell me, what I needed to know?
I have a mind of my own
Back to the grindstone
Dignity left by the roadside
Always breakfast, dinner
Finger lickin’ chicken
Or something else
Even less interesting
Enough of this stuff
Some extra napkins
And ketchup packets, please
That’ll do just fine

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Sorry–No Selfies

The same young man was behind the counter last evening. With so much pent-up energy, he bounced up-and-down while taking customer orders.  My faithful favorite burger franchise, decorated with orange and white stripes was about to let me down.

I should have known something was up last time, when my favorite burger with grilled peppers and onions wasn’t on the menu. “Did they still have it?” I inquired. “Yes, ‘Mr. Bounceabout’ answered.”

What a let down. My favorite burger had been discontinued since my last visit. The bouncing counter attendant announced with cold finality.

Disappointed? Yes, but it wasn’t a deal breaker. Why did menu favorites come and go?  An acceptable substitute found, and a chance to explore new menu options.