“Ordered online, when I got there, they couldn't find the order. I backed out of the drive thru, waited 5 minutes, went back and they still didn't find my order. So I ordered something different. The guy at the drive thru was very patient and super nice“
“I was crying inside the Burger King because I was having a really rough day. My snot was dripping down so much that it looked like yellow ketchup on my fries. An employee noticed my teary eyes, so he offered me a napkin to wipe them away. He said, “What’s wrong, buddy?” I told him, “My friend Luigi is in deep trouble, and I don’t know what to do.” He sighed, stared at me, and said, “I know what you’re going through. Your secrets stay safe with me.”
Then I proceeded to have a 10-hour conversation where I talked about my deepest, darkest secrets to this employee—stuff that I’d kept bottled up in my chest for so long that I felt a physical release when I could share what I did with him. I was so worried that I would be judged, punished, or humiliated. But he listened with open ears without a big reaction, just a nod and a sense of “I understand you and I forgive you.” And I know he kept his word because I’m not in jail.
Needless to say, the McDonald’s down the street didn’t have a guy like I had in Burger King. Last I heard my friend was talking to a guy named Remy… apparently had buck teeth and spilt a lot of beans… weird because I didn’t think McDonald’s had beans.
Anyway, the burgers were great—charbroiled, 10/10 no notes.“