just BARELY made it. after hustling to the drive thru of the SONIC on
the way to my spa, there was a car full of degenerates ordering with
multiple windows down in front of me. and it's 4:58 PM.
with happy hour ending at 5:00, i back through the drive-thru and pull
into a stall. i'm not a fan of the stalls because i am then sociologically obligated
to tip -- eating into my precious 50% discount. but GODDAMMIT ...
"welcome to SONIC, how may i help you?"
"is it still happy hour?"
not really an answer to the question i was asked, but that hasn't seemed to bother nearly all the people i've asked questions to in the past month ... so i'll just go with that answer .... AND ANYWAY, PRESSING ISSUES ARE AT HAND.
long pause. if she pauses any longer, it won't be happy hour any more.
"yes."
SUDDENLY THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD LIFTS FROM MY SHOULDERS.
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PLEASE don't drink your slush as you type.