Arby's: Employer of the Strange

So. Normally, I wouldn't think much of this recent Arby's experience, except for my previous experience with the Roast Beef kings.

So, running late for church and having spent the last hour listening to a student tell me about what the world would be like if the earth was a flaming ball of fire and molten rock, while he was supposed to be making up work, I decided there was no time for dinner at home, so I opted for a Claire Kinney favorite and one of the few options that Paris offers.

I order as usual (#1 NOT with water this time..I had learned my lesson all too well). Went through paid as usual. However before I get my food from the woman working, she says, "WHAT ARE THEM PINK SHOES!??"

I'm thinking...What in the name of President Obama's personal cigarette roller are you talking about? See, I am not known for a particularly clean car...and heaven only knows what the heck is in my back seat.

"What?" (I obviously needed to clarify...not only did I not know what shoes she was talking about, but what on earth does the question "What are them pink shoes?" even mean? Did she want to know their function in my life, their brand, their type? I had no stinking idea.)

She repeats herself, "THEM PINK SHOES!! IN THE BACK!"

At this point, I actually have to turn around and look, because I really have NO clue what she's talking about.

Come to find out, she's referring the the shoes I wore in my dear friend Maggie's wedding in July. Had she looked harder she also would have seen the dress and bouquet that matched.

But the question still remains...how am I supposed to answer the question, "WHAT ARE THEM PINK SHOES?!"

My response? "Uhh. Yeah. I wore those in a wedding."

She responds, "WELL! THEM ARE THE CUTEST PINK SHOES I'VE EVER SEEN!!"

Me: "Uhhh. Thanks..."

Then she handed me my food and asked if I needed ketchup, arby's sauce or horsey sauce. I responded that I would absolutely adore some Arby's sauce and Ketchup, she handed me a hand full of horsey sauce and I was on my way.

Arby's never fails to be an interesting experience. God bless roast beef.

Claire

Some Things to Consider:

1. Student quote (I know this was already my facebook status...but it's too great to not repeat):
A boy wearing Ugg boots for "Boot out Drugs" day, borrowed from a female classmate. "Dang Miss Kinney, now I know why girls wear these things all the time! It's like walking on an ANGEL CLOUD! Like that one toilet paper! That's what it's like!"
Fair point...those bad boys are comfortable...even though they are extraordinarily unattractive.

2. It's drug awareness week. So far we've had "Be All You Can Be Camo Day," "Boot out Drugs day" and "Hat's off to a Drug Free Life." This is all culminating tomorrow in college day. I of course get to rep the trojans. I am beyond excited.