Mestee Blogger

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On Saturday night, I agreed to be the Boston Ave representative at Taco Bell, taking orders from Mike and his girlfriend while making the trek through Wellington Circle by myself. Mike wanted two steak soft tacos, Lauren wanted a chicken quesadilla. Simple enough, right? Wrong. I pulled up to the drive-thru and this ensued...

Taco Guy: Welcome to Taco Bell, may I take your order?
Mestee: Uh, yeah, I'll have two steak soft tacos...
Taco Guy: Anything else?
Mestee: Yes, a chicken quesadilla.
Taco Guy: Sorry we're out.

Oh, this is a dilemma. There are now several cars behind me and I need to make a quick decision. I look over some other items on the menu that she might find appetizing, based solely on her initial order.

Mestee: Okay, I'll have a steak quesadilla.
Taco Guy: Ah, we're out of that.
Mestee: Wait, are you out of chicken or quesadillas?
Taco Guy: Both.
Mestee: Okay, I'll have a gordita...with chicken.
Taco Guy: We're out of chicken.
Mestee: Oh, that's right. How about a spicy chicken taco?
Taco Guy: Spicy chicken is the same thing as regular. We're out.
Mestee: Enchilada! I'll have an enchilada!
Taco Guy: That's not even on the menu.

We finally sorted things out, once he was able to get me to remember that there was no chicken, but I believe I set a record for most unsuccessfully placed orders at a fast food restaurant...and that is a record I will cherish forever.
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