Is it just me, Zeitgeisters?
Or do some people spend an amazing amount of time at the drive-thru at McDonalds? (No need to get all Morgan Spurlock on me here, I am aware of the glaring flaw in my premise). I refer to the elapsed time between arriving at the window and looking at the menu until one makes one’s order to the pissed-off adolescent in that charming glass booth.
What are people up to when they take seemingly two minutes to order? Maccas has a very brief menu. Isn’t it more like a back-lit autocue, an illuminated palm card, a fluorescent aid to memory, rather than an actual menu? Are the members of the Two Minute Club looking at a wine list that I have overlooked? Or as one of my friends has suggested, Are they looking for something that SIMPLY ISN’T THERE?
Or Is it just me?
Elevate the Insignificant