Saturday, March 2, 2013
"Sorry For the Wait."
The Blog admits it.
He spends far, far too much time in fast food drive-thrues.
The Blog's ever widening mid-section stands as witness to that fact.
McDonald's, Burger King, Carl's Jr. (Hardee's to you east coasters) Der Wienerschnitzel (which is SoCal for hot dogs,) In-and-Out (a California delicacy,) and Jack-In-The-Box (another West Coast phenomenon.)
A half an hour ago, Mrs. Blog woke up, hungry.
Feeling crappy after her Friday dialysis, she went to bed without dinner. And, since The PC works on a TV show on Thursdays and Fridays that feeds him oh so well, (breakfast, lunch and an endless supply of popcorn in between meals,) he was satisfied to pass on dinner, as well.
But, at around 11:00 PM, Mrs. Blog was feeling peckish,
The PC was starting to feel the same.
So, off to the Jack-In-The-Box two blocks away, he went.
For those of you who are not familiar with Jack-In-The-Box, it is a south-western fast food chain that servers burgers, fries, and tacos. Those tacos, by their own admission, contain no meat.
The PC has always considered their burger's meat patties suspect. About a year ago, the chain began advertising their burgers as "improved." Which, I suspect, means, "no longer being made with 'pink slime.'"
Which is not so bad when you consider the recent revelation that Burger King and Taco Bell's "beef" contained more than the USDA approved amount of horse meat.
While there is much about Jack-In-The-Box's burgers to suspect, the fact is that they serve a delicious product.
Their most recent menu addition is a burger they call the "Hot Mess."
A quarter pound burger with onion rings, pepper jack cheese and jalapeños on toasted sour dough bread.
Now that a fast food chain has named a burger "Hot Mess," can we, officially, call a moratorium on the use of that phrase?
Besides suspect hamburgers, Jack-In-The-Box has some of the most consistently hilarious commercials on TV. (Trust me. Do a YouTube search. Funny stuff!)
But their real staple is their basic, regular hamburger/cheeseburger.
Questionable meat aside, just the right combination of tangy mustard and crisp, salty, sour pickles.
Not the best burgers in SoCal. (That distinction goes, not to the legendary In-And-Out, but to "Polly's Pies." But, I am getting way off track, here.)
11:00 PM run to Jack-In-The-Box. Blah, blah, blah...
Here is the point that I have taken forever to get to.
A couple of months ago, The Blog noticed that a particular drive-thru employee at his local Jack-In-The-Box would deliver his bag of burgers and fires with the phrase, "Sorry for the wait."
Whether there was a wait or not.
For a while, your humble PC thought that this was some sort of quirky tic of this particular employee.
But, others started using the same phrase.
And then, not just at Jack-In-The-Box.
"Sorry for the wait," was heard at McDonald's and other drive-thrues.
Even at Starbucks at 6:00 AM.
Which brings me back to tonight at Jack-In-The-Box.
"Sorry for the wait."
There was no wait, beyond the six minutes or so that it took to fill The Blog's order.
No wait at all.
What the fuck is going on here?
A massive, corporate American admission of some free-floating guilt?
I just don't know.
The PC has several blogs brewing that promise to be far more interesting than this pointless puff piece.
He will post them in the next couple of days.
Sorry for the wait.