Taco Bell is My Friend
I don’t like Taco Bell. I don’t. Okay, actually there is one thing I like to indulge myself in at Taco Bell and that is the Beefy Crunch Burritos. You know, the promotional, seasonal burrito that is filled with flaming hot fritos chips. However, that is a limited item, so I rarely find myself going through their drive-thru window. Every now and then, I’ll want a chalupa, which I can only satisfy with Taco Bell. Every time I have gone, I have been helped by the same cashier, a male who lives in Downey, by the name of Chris. Each time, my drive-thru experience has been, dare I say it…lovely. Yes, lovely.
Through the accumulated 20 minutes of interaction within a span of a couple of months, I have made a great deal of small talk with him. Topics ranging from work, prom, job promotions, to the Griffith Observatory. Sometimes he’ll be taking my order at the drive thru, sometimes it’ll be at the walk in counter. He also gave me a free taco once.
Thanks for making me a bit of a regular at a place I don’t like, Chris.