LordMaul
Lifer
Since last time,(read that thread if you haven't before this one, or it won't make any sense) I haven't had many people notice me using my Speedpass in a strange way, usually since I don't even have to move since the receiver is mostly at the front of the counter. However, I went back to the Nostalgia McDonald's on Grand Ave. in Gurnee, IL, where I went in the above post.
I walk into the store, and go up to the counter. As with the last time I was here, the receiver is pushed far back on the counter. This guy comes up and asks me for my order, and I tell him, "large coke, easy ice". He punches it in, and looks up (they all have to look up) at me expectingly for $$$. I then reach down, and start "undoing" my pants/belt so I can get the damn thing up and on the counter. As I'm unbuckling, I look at him and notice a sudden flash of recognition in his face.
It was the SAME guy!
I mean, what are the chances? Well, anyway, he sees this and starts to grin, his eyes start sinking back into their sockets, and then says, "Speedpass..." kind of quietly.
I say, "Yup" and he punches something into the computer. I stick my 'midsection' at him over the ocunter and wave my belt over the speedpass receiver, and it accepts. He then goes and gets my stuff and comes back.
"H-h-how...how do you have that in there???" he says to me.
"Here, look" I say, and whip my belt open again. Leaning over the counter, I show him the little "transmitter" stuck inside the weaved belt.
He looks dumbfounded, gives me the speedpass receipt and walks off, shaking his head...
😀
Another day in the world of Maulie...
EDIT: I thought this title was more fitting. 😀
I walk into the store, and go up to the counter. As with the last time I was here, the receiver is pushed far back on the counter. This guy comes up and asks me for my order, and I tell him, "large coke, easy ice". He punches it in, and looks up (they all have to look up) at me expectingly for $$$. I then reach down, and start "undoing" my pants/belt so I can get the damn thing up and on the counter. As I'm unbuckling, I look at him and notice a sudden flash of recognition in his face.
It was the SAME guy!
I mean, what are the chances? Well, anyway, he sees this and starts to grin, his eyes start sinking back into their sockets, and then says, "Speedpass..." kind of quietly.
I say, "Yup" and he punches something into the computer. I stick my 'midsection' at him over the ocunter and wave my belt over the speedpass receiver, and it accepts. He then goes and gets my stuff and comes back.
"H-h-how...how do you have that in there???" he says to me.
"Here, look" I say, and whip my belt open again. Leaning over the counter, I show him the little "transmitter" stuck inside the weaved belt.
He looks dumbfounded, gives me the speedpass receipt and walks off, shaking his head...
😀
Another day in the world of Maulie...
EDIT: I thought this title was more fitting. 😀