by pup55 » Wed 11 Jun 2008, 09:23:50
I was in a little McDonalds earlier. It's attached to a giant truck stop. There are several truckers in the truck stop part, only a couple of people in the McDonalds. There is country music playing over the intercom. The air conditioner is on full. It is cooler, and much less humid, than the outdoors. It's about 6:30 AM.
The signs out front: $4.78 and $3.94
I stand in line behind a black man. He is about 5-7 and about 400 pounds, wearing a black T-shirt and knee-length shorts. I do not know what, or how much he ordered. I want to order something different. He stands with his legs sort of spread apart, probably because he has to in order to hold up his weight.
A young fellow enters. He is about 16, about 5-8 and probably 260 pounds. He is wearing a gray T-shirt, and baggy blue jeans down about mid-butt level, and has a rather vacant expression on his face. His mouth is mainly open. I wait for my "food", and the manager, a bald man with a blue shirt and striped tie, emerges from the back.
"You must be Dan", he says, shaking the young man's hand. Come over and have a seat. I will be with you in a minute.
I am sitting not far away when they start their conversation. The young man is a SUCCESSFUL job applicant. He is supposed to show up at 9:30 tonight. His salary is $6.75.
I finish, and get rid of my trash. The manager says "hi" as I walk out the door. "Hello", I reply in a friendly voice. One of the workers passes by. She is a young female, maybe 25, about 5-4 and 180 pounds.
As I leave, I pass in front of the drive through. A commuter, a lady in a Kia Sportage, stops suddenly as I step in front of her. I can't tell how much she weighs.