biggie size me!

it has been months, perhaps even a year, since i witnessed humanity at such a lesser moment of triumph. the story went like this...

i pulled up behind a car at the drive-thru at one of my all-time favorite-crappy-food places to eat...Wendy's. the protagonist and antagonist were all wrapped up, and spillin out of the body of a 70+ year old woman....confused, semi conscious, shaky, and yelling, i presume, so she could hear herself....she was 'asking' for the ''biggie size'' as my car came to a stop 21" behind her. the voice in the microphone said back, in a calm, strictly by the book, "you have to order something first, ma'am", and that is when i knew i had come across something special....perhaps even future blog-worthy! the orderer then said something that resembled, "well gal dang all i want is the biggie size!", to which the microphone said back "we only biggie size the meals and/or some of the items on the value menu....ma'am! (sarcastic ma'am!) "well just give me how much you would give to the biggie size if i ordered the fries off the value thingie, and i will give you 39 cents!!!, said the orderer. "BUT MA'AM, YOU HAVE TO ORDER! (and slightly muffled i hear, "jim, can you do this? this god damn nutbag wants to order the difference between regular size and biggie size!")

SOOOOOO, jim gets on the horn and says..."may i help you?"......and you know what?......it happend all over again......almost verbatum!

i went to mcdonalds.