Everybody seems to have their own vices: something one might look over their shoulder before doing.
Things like alchohol, drugs, or gambling- just to name a few, they are things most people are not usually proud of, but still enjoy.
I am no exception to this rule. I have my own vices, my own guilty pleasure- Fast food.
This was my typical night: I would work a gruelling late night shift at the warehouse. On the drive home, as I always do, on the first intersection, from the second exit on the highway, I stopped at Happy's, my favorite restaurant.
I never go inside, I always go through the drive through. I have not seen the inside of a fast food restaurant for probably at least fifteen years. Grabbing dinner is just more convenient that way.
Anyhow, where was I? Ah yes so it started with me on that night pulling up up to the usual restaurant and ordering my favorite order of a triple happy burger, 20 happy nuggets, a large happy fry, and a happy extra chocolate milk shake.
Trust me it's not as much food as it seems when considering how much I am at the gym during the day, and the amount of lifting I have to do at work from the evening well into the night.
I pulled up to the first drive through window, and paid for the food. The total seemed to be a little less than usual, but I decided not to say anything when I handed her my credit card. I then drove up to the second window, where, as usual, the worker handed me the happy extra chocolate shake.
"The rest of your food should be out in just a couple minutes sir" as she started to slide shut the window, I said " just a moment miss. I think there is a mistake here with the order. The meal seems to be a bit cheaper than usual." I continued in a bit of a combination of a sarcastic and bragging tone. " Trust me, I know it's not exactly something to brag about or anything, but I would know. I am what I would call a regular here. I know my happys menu inside and out." I said while slightly laughing.
Oh, that lower price. That was no mistake. "That shake is on the house! The owner himself actually told me to take it off! Enjoy! She slid shut the window.
I waited a couple more minutes when a different person, a rather distinguished man slid open the door this time, and handed over my food.
Ah sir, thank you for coming here all these years to happys. I don't have actual record, but just from seeing who comes here every night, You may be our number one customer. That is why I marked off that Extra chocolate happy shake for you.
"Thanks, you did not need to do that but thanks man. My doctor would not be pleased to hear this, but I have no plans of stopping. You will continue. You food is the very best.
I put my car into gear, about to drive off when the owner started "Well actually no you won't." The owner continued seeing he had caught my attention. You in fact will not go to happys again.
You see I have a bit of an.... investor. Ok not only an investor, a buyer, as in someone has bought the place outright.