So I am leaving work and I start craving an ice-dream cup from Chik-fil-a. I pull into the restaurant and park. I wanted to go through the drive-thru but the line was too long. I walk inside and to my delight there was a line with only one customer waiting. It was a man and his two daughters (around 6 and 4) and they were placing their order.
I wait.
When the line to my left moved two customers, I decided to see what could be the problem. I started to listen.
“Honey, what do you want?”
The customer, dressed in his suit, was allowing his two daughters in plaid school girl uniforms to decide what they wanted to order. It’s great when kids can make choices, but this ten-minute decision process was getting ridiculous.
At six, my mother would ask me what I wanted and she would place the order for me. If I did not know, I had better decide quick and in a hurry.
“Does the cole-slaw has carrots and raisins, cause I don’t like the raisins…”
“Well, it does have raisins and carrots because it is pre made…”
What? The manager was talking to the little girl as though she was an adult.
SHE IS SIX YEARS OLD!
It is great that she is being taught to make decisions, but the line at Chik-fil-a is not the place for her life long lessons in fiscal or physical responsibility.
Give these girls a kid’s meal nugget and a couple waffle fries and keep it moving…
In frustration, I left, with out an ice-dream. I guess some dreams are simply not meant to be.
I wait.
When the line to my left moved two customers, I decided to see what could be the problem. I started to listen.
“Honey, what do you want?”
The customer, dressed in his suit, was allowing his two daughters in plaid school girl uniforms to decide what they wanted to order. It’s great when kids can make choices, but this ten-minute decision process was getting ridiculous.
At six, my mother would ask me what I wanted and she would place the order for me. If I did not know, I had better decide quick and in a hurry.
“Does the cole-slaw has carrots and raisins, cause I don’t like the raisins…”
“Well, it does have raisins and carrots because it is pre made…”
What? The manager was talking to the little girl as though she was an adult.
SHE IS SIX YEARS OLD!
It is great that she is being taught to make decisions, but the line at Chik-fil-a is not the place for her life long lessons in fiscal or physical responsibility.
Give these girls a kid’s meal nugget and a couple waffle fries and keep it moving…
In frustration, I left, with out an ice-dream. I guess some dreams are simply not meant to be.
