Getting That Friday Feeling

(I am working the night shift on a Friday at a popular fast food restaurant. This is also the first time I am slotted for the closing shift on a weekend. Between customers I am helping the manager clean dishes when suddenly a jeep speeds around the restaurant and hops onto the curb by the front door. Two teenage girls jump out and take several selfies at our door before taking off onto the interstate.)

Me: “What just happened?”

Manager: “Friday night. Friday night…”