Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Where everybody knows your name... or at least mine.

One of the side effects of spending half my life using free McDonalds WiFi is that the managers and employees have grown accustomed to my presence.
I know their names, they know my name, and it's sort of like a version of Cheers which has Chicken McNuggets instead of beer.

Last night I was at Wal-Mart preparing myself for the eventuality of having to actually return to my own home and eat things called "groceries".
(I'm not all that fond of Wal-Mart, but it was the only place open at that time of night.)

On my way out, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
"Hi, Janna."

I quickly turned my head in pleasant surprise, recognizing the voice.
It was one of the McDonald's managers.
I told him hello.

"I'm sorry if I scared you," he said.

"You didn't scare me," I replied.  "I always look like this."

He laughed.


Shawn said...

Wait. Are you the female version of Norm? Norma?

Janna said...

Shawn: Pretty much.

nonamedufus said...

Wow. McDonalds and WalMart. You lead such a charmed life, Janna.

BTW better Norm than Cliff.

Shawn said...

WOODY: Can I pour you a beer, Norma.
NORMA : A little early isn't it?
WOODY: For a beer?
NORMA : No, for a stupid question.

Janna said...

nonamedufus: If you donate a cheeseburger or a salad or something, I might consider giving you my autograph.

Shawn: Exactly!