I love a good junk food feast, but just not when I’m going skating. Two times out of three, physical efforts mixed with beige colored food give me diarrhea, but that day, I had no choice though. Already late for the session, I didn’t have time to cook lunch.
I was condemned to gastric hellfire.
Bummed I was, sure, but it all changed when I got to the A&W drive-thru, where I saw the most beautiful thing a man could ask for. Right in front of me, a guy was receiving his food from the window on a mobility scooter! Drive-thru ordering at its finest. This random encounter looked really cool to say the least. It was a glorious moment.
"I was condemned to gastric hellfire"
Weird situations involving old people on mobility scooters is what I live for, so I got out of the car to snap a picture of the guy, then ran back. I was thinking : « This guy is a real trend-setter of fast food ordering. I wish I could just talk to him… »
- "Why are you on a wheelchair? How fast can you go with this thing? Is it true you’re supposed to use a little stool to take a dump properly?".
I had so many questions to ask the mysterious man, but as soon as I got back in the car, he was out of sight.
- "He’s really fast too. I thought".
I was truly disappointed, but two minutes later, after getting my food, I saw the guy parked next to the dumpster, eating what seemed to be a Papa Burger.
Everything happens for a reason, I took the opportunity and went to talk to my new inspiration. As I got out of the car, I looked at the sky, put hands together, and told myself : « Thank you fast food Lord for putting a Double Mozza in my way today. »
"a real trend-setter of fast
The dude had no important secrets to tell me, but there was something so special about him. He didn’t know about the proper way of taking a number two or whatever, but he did know he loved cool art. So weird… I gave him a couple stickers that he instantly slapped on his cart.
Such an honor. With a strange, yet peaceful look in his eyes, he shook my hand and said goodbye.
I got diarrhea later that day…
- Brother Merle