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Management Freak Extraordinaire | ElsaElsa

Management Freak Extraordinaire | ElsaElsa


taco bell drive thruThat is from earlier than I received my management freakishness in hand. I wrote it in 2003, as a part of a collection of vignettes that illustrated the scope of my downside with this.

I’m in my early 20’s right here. It’s my first husband and I.  He’s been on the town for 2 weeks and we’ve recognized one another for one in all them.

He’s calling me, “Peewee”, as a result of he’s 6’7″. I point out this so you’ll be able to higher image this…


We have been going via the drive-thru at a Taco Bell in rural Arizona. He’s from… er… out of city. And I imply, any city.

He pulls as much as the speaker on the drive-thru He orders a “Taco Burger” and I begin to giggle. I’ve by no means heard of a taco burger. Taco Bell doesn’t have “taco burgers,” and that is what they inform him.

“Whaddya imply, you ain’t received no taco burgers? What’s the matter with you? Ain’t this a Taco Johns?”

Via the speaker, “Er, no sir. It is a Taco Bell.”

“It’s? Okay. Nicely can’t you make me a taco burger anyway?”

I begin to flip crimson. I’m embarrassed. I’m already dyin’ within the automotive.

“No sir. No we will’t.”

“Why not?”

“Oh for chrissakes!” I say. “What the hell is a taco burger? It is a fucking taco place. This isn’t fucking McDonalds.”

“You keep out of this,” he says. “This doesn’t concern you, Elsa. I’ll maintain this. I do know what I wish to eat. I need a taco burger.”

“But it surely doesn’t exist! What the fuck is a taco burger anyway? They don’t have ‘em. Simply fuckin’ order one thing else.”

“I don’t know, peewee. There’s nothing like a taco burger to hit the spot.” He smiles.

“Oh brother. Simply get a fuckin’ taco.”

“I don’t need a fuckin’ taco. I need a fuckin’ taco burger. Matter of reality, I would like three of em!”

I giggle. I’m mortified although, consider it. And I’m beet crimson.

“I’m sorry, sir. We don’t have a taco burger,” says the drive via speaker.

“Nicely, can’t you make me one?”

“No sir, we will’t.”

“Why not? You bought some taco meat in there, doncha?”


“Okay, then. Simply throw some on a bun and provides it to me. With cheese! Three of ‘em, please.”

“Sir? We don’t have a bun.”


“We don’t have a bun. We don’t make taco burgers right here.”

He shakes his head. “No bun, huh? You certain?”

I interrupt. “Oh brother.”

“Simply hush over there,” he says to me. “I actually need one in all these. Have you ever ever had a taco burger, Elsa?”

“Fuck no.”

“Nicely in case you had, then chances are you’ll perceive.”

“Oh man! Give it up. No fuckin’ taco burger, okay? They don’t exist!”

“Sure they do. You don’t know what you’re speaking about.” He turns to the speaker. “Okay then. So you actually don’t have a bun in there? I would like three, however I’ll accept one. Do you will have one bun? That’ll be higher than nothing.”

“We don’t have any buns, sir.”

“Nicely dagnabbit! That’s too dangerous. Say! Perhaps I’ll go to Safeway and get me some buns…”

I’m mad sufficient to spit.

“Er… By no means thoughts. My buddy right here seems to be about able to blow a gasket. We’re going to mosey alongside, however might you ask your boss to purchase some buns? Inform him that there’s a brand new man, a giant man on the town from South Dakota, and he can eat a minimum of a six pack of taco bur…”

“Oh for chrissakes, shut up!” My head is in my arms.

He waves his hand on the speaker. “By no means thoughts. I’ve the Frito Woman right here and he or she’s gettin’ actual upset. I don’t know why, however I believe that we’re gonna depart now.”

I fume.

“Yeah. She’s actually scorching. I can see that they’ll be no taco burgers for me, in the present day. However inform your boss, okay? Ask him to get you some buns in there, so when a person comes by and he’s on the lookout for a taco burger…”

I growl.

“Whoops! Gotta go. She beginning to froth on the mouth… er… I’ll test again subsequent week and see in case you’ve received these buns but, okay? And perhaps you can also make me one. And perhaps you can strive one your self…”


He seems of the drive via lane, with me bitching at him. He ought to have simply tossed me from the automotive, however I believe he favored my legs.



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