Everything old is new again
Will my head turn all the way around after I finish my lunch?
So much for Chick-fil-A being a bunch of Christians! As this receipt clearly shows, they are nothing more than worshippers of the Dark Lord, Satan. As you can see for yourself, the total of my lunch was $6.66. Recently they even changed their mission statement from ”To glorify God by being a faithful steward of all that is entrusted to us. To have a positive influence on all who come in contact with Chick-fil-A.” to the more Devil-friendly ”Be America’s Best Quick-Service Restaurant.” This evidence, combined with a video I will be posting shortly showing a construction contractor working on a Sunday shows that our beloved restaurant is now following the rest of corporate America on the highway to hell! Shame on you, Chick-fil-A!
Anyone remember checks? Those pieces of paper you give to stores and such for stuff when you don’t have those other green pieces of paper. Nowadays people just use a piece of plastic instead of a piece of paper. Ever get that self-righteous indignation when you’re standing behind some moron in the express lane at the grocery store and they are paying for two things with a check? Is it just me? More aggravating than that is when someone, say a coworker, doesn’t have a green piece of paper to give you.
Here’s the situation: I’m out to lunch with the gang from the office. We get a few drinks and enjoy our food, and then the check comes. Without fail, somebody doesn’t have enough cash. Now, I’d like to just leave them there to wash dishes until closing time, but being a good sport, I pay for their lunch knowing that said Loser is good for it. If not, I can just turn off their internet at their desk. Insert evil sysadmin laugh here.
I paid for your lunch and you gave me an errand!
The problem is the next day when Loser tries to pay me back with a check. You didn’t pay me back, you gave me an errand! Now I have to skip lunch one day and go to the bank, wait in line, deposit the thing and then hope it doesn’t bounce. What should have happened is that YOU went to the bank and got some freaking money and paid for your own stinking lunch! Now I have to go to the bank. If I try to ask for gas money or compensation for my time, then I’m the bad guy. I swear, if this thing bounces I’m turning it over to the State Attorney and collecting the maximum permitted by law in bounced check fees…