Let us serve, at least, as a warning to others. This is what happens when you shop at IKEA the day before the movers arrive:
Life is good, though. We are trying Roku instead of cable. So far so good. Older son is sad to miss the new season of Gumball, but we really could not take any more of the Let’sMove.org or Big Time Rush ads. Ugh.
Oh, and we got to a Brandon FL location of Chick-fil-A on Appreciation Day. Hubs picked up our dinner about 8:30pm the night before the movers arrived, and he said the place was still slammed with customers. Yay for a successful showing of support to an awesome business that gives you the best chicken sandwiches right along with the best customer service you can find in a fast food chain.
Seriously. I’ve been to a lot of Chick-fil-As in my day, and the employees are always cheerful, polite, and hardworking. Also, there is some kind of secret ingredient in the breading that no other restaurant has duplicated in my chicken-sandwich-eating experience, which is long and illustrious by the way.
UPDATE: Edited to correct my spelling of
Chik-fil-A, I mean Chick-fil-A. I blame the cows for making me misspell the name. Also, writing this post made me crave the deliciousness, so after picking up Trauma Dog from the kennel (I still need to write part 3 of her saga!), we went through the drive-thru.
What you have to understand is, I am a real Chick-fil-A junkie. It was the restaurant I missed the most during our three years in the UK. Barbeque pork can be adequately faked in a crockpot, and cheeseburgers can be made at home.
Chick-fil-A can’t be duplicated.
Once again the Lake Brandon Village location was hopping busy. This is normal during lunch, but we noticed they have a new system. In the past, we’ve seen Chick-fil-A station an employee outside whenever the drive-thru line gets long. This person takes the order and submits it to the kitchen long before you get to the order station. The speed at which they move you through the line is always surprising.
Today, they had three employees stationed outside. They are serving so many cars, the usual speaker/window system simply can’t keep up. The employees have electric fans, umbrellas, and sunglasses in order to cope with the Tampa sun cheerfully. My husband commented to gal #3, “I bet you guys have been busy ever since Wednesday.”
She replied emphatically, oh yes we have. She told us that yesterday (Friday, August 3rd), during the peak time of business, their location served 170 cars in one hour.
That’s 2.83 (repeating of course) cars with completed transactions and sackfuls of yum per minute.
Somehow, I don’t think the politicization of a successful private business is working out the way some folks thought it would.