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| "Have a good one," he said. The boy at the drive thru window always tells me to have a good day, afternoon, and night with just that "one" word. On Wednesdays sometimes if I order and apple pie, He'll suggest the special: "Two for a dollar." Gosh, he's so sweet, like my own special boy pie. When I pull up to the speaker, he must know it's me. He always sounds so friendly, asking me if I'd like to try their latest taste craze. Not everyone gets this treatment. That smile. I know he doesn't show so much teeth to the car in front of me. He must think I'm pretty great, since I come visit him almost everyday. But wait, what's this I hear? my friend with the headset and nametag proudly bearing the letters S.T.E.V.E. I think he's flirting with the girl in the pick-up behind me. You can't have him. Stay away you dirty cunt. Oh, Steve- I guess you and your cute little nametag will have to join my other boyfriends. It's no wonder I need a new freezer- Once I stow you away with the rest it will be full to capacity. |
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