Well, Drive-Thru Rockstar anyway. Trust me, if you're a cashier,
whether in a drive thru or not, you're going to go ahead and fall in
love. You'll be throwing yourself at me. That's what's going to
happen whenever you're in the vicinity of a Rockstar, such as myself.
Not too long ago, I went to Taco Tote with a boss of mine for lunch.
As we're ordering, I notice the cashier giving me the sly eye. She
says that I remind her of someone. Caught off guard, all I can do is
order two fajita tacos.
We eat our delicious feast and as my boss and I are leaving, she calls
me over. She gives me her number and tells me to call her sometime.
I give her mine in return and leave, wondering if that just happened.
Oh well, one freak occurence. Nothing more to think about, right?
Until about a week or two ago after Monday Night Football. Still
carrying a small buzz from Buck Ugly, Albert and I go to Taco Palenque
Jr for some food. I notice the cashier giving me the sly eye and
smile. Sadly, her mustache ruined what could have been a slightly
above average girl. I turn and look behind her and see two women,
early 40's probably, giving me the same smile and eye combo.
When I go up to get my tacos, it seems they lied, because they're not
ready. So I stand there, smile and these women melt. I
underestimated my power. They giggle...a sly nervous giggle, then
hand me my tacos.
Just a coincidence...it's got to be.
Then it happens at Taco Tote again with a different girl. Flirty
little smiles and sly eyes.
I guess it's just Taco shops that love me.
Then I stop by Whataburger before going home one day. I order a
triple meat, triple cheese burger combo and two jalapeños. I drive up
to pay and get my food and the girl starts making flirty small talk.
"Are you really going to eat all that?"
"Uh...yeah. It's really good."
"It doesn't look like you could finish it...you're thin.."
"I can. It's too delicious not too."
I get my food and bid her farewell and leave. What was up with that?
Then, here we go again.
This past Sunday, I take Albert home and then stop at Taco Palenque to
get some food for myself and my sister. This one was a lot more
obvious than the others.
I look through the window and see one of the girls and I give her a
smile, just wasting time till I get my food. The cashier finally
opens the window and demands her $14.32, then looks at me and stops.
(This was all in spanish, but i'm too lazy to type it that way)
"Oh..uh...good evening"
Heh, good evening
*smile from her as she starts
ringing up my debit card*
"Isn't a bit too cold to be drinking?"
(I had a beer in my cupholder)
Nah, I'm drinking at home.
"Oh...you just got hungry suddenly?"
Yup
*she hands me the receipt to sign, but the pen doesn't work. I hand
it back*
"Heehee, oops. I'll be right back."
*she fetches a new pen so I can sign. I sign and hand it back*
"Thank you"
*silence. I have my tacos, and she just stands there, with a big
smile.*
She wasn't too bad, but she wasn't hot enough for me to drop the
effort and give her my number or ask for hers. I knew she wanted to
keep talking, but there were already three cars behind me. I felt bad
continuing to make small talk in those circumstances. I just
nervously said 'well...uh...goodnight' and drove off.
I thought about it later and figured I should have just given her one
of my business cards and told her to call me. They don't all have to
be super models.
Oh wait, strike that. I'm a Rockstar. Nothing less is worth my time.
