Taco Belled
After a trip through the Taco Bell drive-through tonight I decided that it would serve society well for someone to write a Taco Bellian to English dictionary.
There is a new trend in drive-through speak that I find infuriating. Apparently “How ya doin’?” is Taco Bellian for “Welcome to Taco Bell, may I take your order please?” I learned that “How ya doin’?” doesn’t really mean “How ya doin’?” after I answered the question with a “fine” only to sit in utter silence for a good minute waiting for the keeper of the window to say something more. He didn’t. So I did. Then I repented.
I also learned that when they hand you your food and you say “Thank you”, a response of complete silence or a “No problem” both mean “Thank you and please come again.”
Yes, customer service certainly has taken a nose dive in the past few years. They are evidentially doing you a favor by giving your food.
I waited in a Taco Bell drive through for about 20-25 minutes once, and at the Fairview Heights Taco Bell, you can’t escape the clutches of the drive through once you enter. I was forced to wait it out, lest I want to hop the curb in my Cavalier.
I haven’t been back to a TBell since. My colon thanks me daily.