…was at a local Burger King with my daughter, eating a cheese burger.
Noticed a guy pull in, in rather a hurry. He got out of his truck carrying a bag. I immediately knew they had messed up his order. And they had.
A few minutes later, I saw another car pull into the parking lot driving in a similar fashion. I knew what it meant. I was seeing a pattern. And there was. He came in with an incorrect order.
In the space of about an hour, I saw seven other people drive into the parking lot in the same manner.
Now these guys at BK were royal Fork Ups.