Due to recent events, I feel compelled to write this chronology of Chipotle. Many of you will feel the struggle, however, I always order my food online. Unfortunately today the website was busted so I couldn't get a pick-up time at my local 'Potle so I was forced to walk in there like a plebian. I won't make the same mistake twice...too costly.
1. It starts in my car, swerving to avoid the people who just back their cars out without even looking.
2. After parking safely, I walk up to the door hoping against hope there's no line today.
3. To my dismay, I make it about one centimeter into the restaurant to discover the line is to the door.
4. Feeling a mix of hunger pangs and regret for not ordering online, I begin to question my dedication to this fine Mexican grill known as Chipotle. How bad do I want to eat here?
5. I take a look outside to see that Tennessee Street is backed up with traffic all the way to Blountstown. The amount of time it would take to get food somewhere else is an unbearable thought.
6. I'm here so I might as well stick it out. Let's check Instagram or call my third Aunt Linda who I haven't talked to since Christmas of 2008. That ought to take up some time.
7. I'm almost to the counter. White rice, black beans...White rice, black beans...White rice, black beans...
8. I'm here only to realize they're out of steak. Guess it's just chicken today boys...
9. Wait! They said they're making some right now! It's a good day when I can go half and half at Chipotle.
10. Time to pay and get home so I can watch Netflix while I eat.
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