I was all set to post something completely different tonight but I was so shocked by what happened I had to write about it.
Many of you have read my rants about Chick-Fil-A so I feel it’s only fair that I share with you when they have done something good.
The following things are important to know:
*Although I have prepared and frozen about 8 meals I forgot to grab something out of the freezer this morning and put it in the crockpot. Plus, while I have the fixin’s for another 2 or 3 meals I have been in no mood to cook because…
*I’ve been diligently following this C25K program; however, this week I’m on a Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday rotation, which means either I come home, cook for the boy, and then go to the gym, or I go to the gym and then come home and cook for the boy and we eat around 8, 8:30.
*The weather here is horrible. It’s snowing, the roads are icy and slick, the snow plows are apparently on strike…
*The mobster is coming up this weekend to attend my company party with me. In fact, he’s sleeping right now with the intention of getting up around 11:30 and starting the drive at midnight so he’ll be here around noon tomorrow. This means I’m frantically running around straightening things, putting dishes away, putting my clothes away, clearing off the table… all those fun things you do when company comes a callin’.
I drove home in the snow. Ran around and did some cleanup before putting on my gym clothes and heading out. I decided I was going to grab something for the two of us to eat on the way back. Not only did I not feel like cooking but I also did not feel like cleaning up yet another kitchen mess.
Long story short I decided to go to Chick-Fil-A. My thought process was this: I would like very much to be served with pleasure, even if I had to wait in line for 30 minutes for the privilege. Plus I like their chicken.
Imagine my surprise when I turned into the adjoining parking lot and could see that the drive thru line was not very long at all. I thought maybe it was a mirage but as I got closer I could see that the line was only about 2 cars deep. It was a miracle! I got my food and was on my way in less than 10 minutes. Maybe less than 5.
Perhaps it was the snow. It’s possible that the less than ideal road conditions kept everyone except those die hard chicken lovers at home. I don’t care what it was. I was thrilled! I think this is the first time I’ve ever been to Chick-Fil-A since moving back here that I haven’t encountered a 20-30 minute wait. Whatever the reason I was thankful. And I thought I should let you know after all the complaining I’ve done about the wait.