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“Oh nice, he’s a smart ass!” I thought, as I ordered breakfast.  I’m talking about Jack In The Box in case you haven’t yet figured that out.

I ordered a biscuit meal without meat, with coffee, and 2 Breakfast Jacks no ham for Kalayah and Austin.  The girl in drive thru was pretty nice, she’s been kinda iffy before when I’ve gone through.  Meanwhile, the manager dude was all sorts of happy go lucky and maybe a little pompous.  He wasn’t rude, but I could tell that he thought he was pretty freakin’ cool, which who knows, he might be.  I mean, he did call the place, “The Box.”

So long story short, we came home and I gave the kids their food, they know to check and make sure there’s no ham before they take a bite, and there wasn’t so they started scarfing away.  I opened mine to find that they gave me sausage, but no egg.  “Awww shit.  That sucks.”  So I called dude, happy go lucky, pompous, manager guy.  This is how he answered the phone and I shit you not:

“This is Mike, what’s your beef?”

I was so taken aback that I think I even laughed before I complained.  After I told him what was up, he’s all…”Yeah, well that sucks.”

Yeah, “It does suck, cuz I can’t eat it.”

He says, “I know.”

“Umm…”

He says, “Well if you’d like to come back I can replace it for you.”

“I can’t come back now.”

And you know the rest, they get your name and then you forget you had a freebie comin’. hahaha

So, for you Manager Mike, I wanted to let you know that you started my morning off just right.  Thanks for the laugh before you fucked up my order and thanks for kinda being a little bit of a dick.  Not enough that I dislike you, just enough to make me want to go back and see if you’re still so shittin’ happy.

“Welcome to The Box, My name is Mike, I’m the awesomely rad manager…by the way, I think I’m HILARIOUS!”