Wing Dings
Todd's trip to Starbucks brought back a funny memory:
My roommate and I went through a period of ordering almost the same thing once or twice a week for months from a local wings place. One day I went in there to pick up the order and there was a new guy at the counter. I asked for my order and he said "10 xtra hot wings and a coke?" I said that my order was something different. At that moment that manager walked by and said "No, MELISSA order the xtra hot wings. Alyssa orders the 10 hot and 10 medium wings". I concluded at that moment that I was probably eating out too much.
And that the mamanger knew not only my name, but my order as well. And I had no idea what his name was. When I went in to pick up the food we'd sometimes chat while waiting for it to be ready. He was a genuinely nice guy. I just felt terrible about not knowing his name. How awkward. (There's got to be an episode of Seinfeld about that topic too).
My roommate and I went through a period of ordering almost the same thing once or twice a week for months from a local wings place. One day I went in there to pick up the order and there was a new guy at the counter. I asked for my order and he said "10 xtra hot wings and a coke?" I said that my order was something different. At that moment that manager walked by and said "No, MELISSA order the xtra hot wings. Alyssa orders the 10 hot and 10 medium wings". I concluded at that moment that I was probably eating out too much.
And that the mamanger knew not only my name, but my order as well. And I had no idea what his name was. When I went in to pick up the food we'd sometimes chat while waiting for it to be ready. He was a genuinely nice guy. I just felt terrible about not knowing his name. How awkward. (There's got to be an episode of Seinfeld about that topic too).
posted by Lyss | 1:26 PM
2 Comments:
Made my way over via Todd's site aka. chasing the american something... ;)
I'll be back!!
Of course my dear Lyss, there's a Seinfeld episode about the no-name!
http://www.seinology.com/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=89&page=52
[Exterior of Jerry's apartment building then inside where Jerry and the woman are talking...]
WOMAN: Great seats. You could see the actors spitting.
JERRY: Really...
WOMAN: Uh-huh. And afterwards we went backstage and Olympia Dukakis autographed my playbill.
JERRY: Oh, Wait a second, you got her autograph?
WOMAN: Yeah.
JERRY: Do you have it with you?
WOMAN: Yeah, it's in my purse.
JERRY: Ah, Le'me see. (hands Jerry the playbill)
WOMAN: Y'know I really think I'm falling for you, Jerry Seinfeld. (stands up, a quick kiss on the cheek and hugs him.)
WOMAN: Oh, well, I really think I'm falling for you... [opens the playbill and flips five pages till he finds and reads autograph] .....Joseph Puglia...
WOMAN: I had it autographed for my uncle.
JERRY: Yeah, I-I know...
WOMAN: (licks he lips) You don't know my name, do you?
JERRY: Yes I do.
WOMAN: What is it?
JERRY: It-it rhymes with a female body part.
WOMAN: What is it?
JERRY: Mulva...
(She turns and grabs her purse, playbill and coat and leaves the apartment. Jerry follows)
JERRY: Aub, ah, Gipple?
(He stands in the open doorway and tries again)
JERRY: Loleola?
(Nope, obviously not. He closes the door and and goes to get something out of the refrigerator, but before the fridge light can even go on, a light goes on in Jerry's head and he rushes to the window to catch the Mystery Woman before she gets out of earshot.)
JERRY: Oh! Oh! *Delores*!
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