The choice was a Whataburger Junior for lunch today because I knew we were going out for a big dinner tonight. But when they brought my meal, I noticed a full size patty on my little burger. Even though I got more than I paid for, I was somewhat annoyed. Of course, if they would have put a junior size patty on a full size bun, I would have REALLY been annoyed. That happened to me once at a Dairy Queen: got more than I paid for but...
I think this is karma getting back at me for all those times at Jack-in-the-Box when we ran out of hamburgers and just wrapped a cheeseburger in hamburger paper and sent the order out the door. 49 times out of 50 we would never hear a thing. Then that 50th guy would come storming back in, throwing a fit like we had insulted his manhood or something. Of course, by then we had a fresh batch up and he got a hot'n steamy one.
I did not make a scene today. I just happily ate my hamburger and curbed my expectations of the fast food industry.
BTW, if you are a future potential employer and you are reading this to try and get some dirt on me, remember, I was seventeen years old when I was flipping burgers.
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