A taste of life around here...

So it is Sunday, which this week is the 6th day in a row that Mom and I have gone to work and so we are quite tired and ready for our one-day weekend.  But here is a real conversation that happened tonight as we picked up dinner from KFC...

Intercom:  "Place your order when you're ready."

Mom:  "We'd like the 10 piece feast.  What chicken is in that?"

Intercom:  "Breasts, wings, legs, feet, thighs.."

Mom:  "Okay, that sounds good."

Me:  "Did he say feet?"

Mom:  "Yeah, but he didn't mean feet."

Intercom:  (Speaking really fast)  "How'd cha wan that?"

Mom:  "Uhhhh..."

Me:  (Coaching her) "original recipe."

Mom:  "Original recipe."

Intercom:  "Do ya wan mached potatoes, gravy and coleslaw with that?"

Me:  "yes."

Mom:  "Yes."

Intercom:  "Wha kinda cake you want?  We have chocolate, lemon and red velvet."

Me:  "lemon."

Mom:  "What?  Lemon?"

Intercom:  "Yah we have chocolate, lemon and red velvet."

Mom:  "Yeah, chocolate lemon."

Me:  "No chocolate or lemon, not chocolate-lemon."

Mom:  "Yeah!  Lemon, just lemon.  Haha."

Intercom:  "Will that be all?"

Mom:  "Yes."

Intercom:  "Please pull forward to the second window."

At this point I'll give Mom the benefit of the doubt because it was (of course) snowing again and it was hard to see which window was the second one.  She pulled past the second window and was heading for the end of the drive-thru.

Me:  "Um, that was the second window."

Mom:  "Wait what?  Where was the first window."

Me:  (Turning around to look) "Back there."

Mom:  "Oh geeze, this guy's gonna think we're drunk already."

She backs up and pulls forward to the second window.  Remember it's snowing and there is NO ONE else in the drive-thru.

Mom:  "I'm still kinda far from the window.  Should I try again?"

Me:  "Nah, he can lean out and hand it to us."

We get our meal and are heading home laughing about how crazy that whole situation was.

Me:  "Should I check and see if there are really feet in here?  We might have gone through the mexican KFC where they really do hand out feet..."