Here’s a fresh tale of woe for all you out there in Internet land…

So, less than one hour ago, I went on my lunch break, and I drove to a nearby Mexican eatery just down the road from where I work.  The parking lot was full, save for one available parking space.  I went to pull into said parking space, but just as I decided to do so, some tall, attractive blonde girl, who was talking on her cell phone, decided to stand in the middle of the available space.  I waited a moment or two before she finally realized she was standing in my way.

I got out of the car and headed toward the restaurant’s door.  But, the blonde girl, who was still on her phone, stood oblivious in front of the doorway, blocking me.  I stepped to the left; she also coincidentally stepped to the left.  I stepped to the right; she stepped to the right, her back still toward me.  Was I engaged in a dance step I was not aware of?  Finally, she moved out of the way, and I stepped inside.

I ordered my usual, a chicken burrito, and then sat at a table to wait for my food.  The blonde was behind me in line (she was off the phone, finally), and she ordered and then sat as well.

I listened for my number to be called, but didn’t hear it.  I saw the blonde girl get up and get her food.  That’s weird, I thought.  I figured I would have gotten my food first.  A few minutes later, another number was called.

“Oh my God,” the blonde girl said, “I took someone else’s food.”

I assumed she was eating my burrito, well, just because.  I went up to the counter.

“Your chicken burrito will be up soon,” an employee told me, “someone else took it.”

Figured.  So, I waited a few more minutes before I got my food.

I sat at my table and took a bite.  My burrito tasted strange.  I looked down and saw that they had given me a steak burrito instead of a chicken burrito.

Screw it, I said to myself, and went on eating.

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