I’ve landed in Hotlanta after a quick two hour fifteen minute flight that had me in one of the deepest slumbers I’ve had in a while. Why do I need to be at 30000 feet to have a good rest?
Anyway, I forgot how friendly people who work crappy jobs are down here. Feeling famished from forgetting to eat, I decided to grab something from Burger King. I was greeted with a scowl and a “whatchoo want?â€?, heavy emphasis on the “tchooâ€?. It seems this type of customer service is more prevalent in South than anywhere else I’ve been. I wanted to pull an Artest and jump over the counter.
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