Midnight Run

, , , , | Working | February 12, 2018

(I’ve just done a long shift at a supermarket, and knowing I’ll just go home and fall asleep, I decide to stop at the popular fast-food place down the street. I’ve only been to this particular location a couple of times. The location of the same fast-food place near my house is open 24 hours, so in my tiredness I assume this location is the same. I roll up to the drive-thru speaker at 11:59 pm. As I roll up, all the menu lights switch off. Being in retail, I know how annoying it is to have customers stay past closing time.)

Cashier: *through speaker, sighing* “Welcome to [Restaurant]. How can I help?”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise you were closing. It’s okay; I’ll go to another restaurant closer to my house that’s still open.”

Cashier: “No, it’s fine. Just order something!”

Me: *trying to be polite* “It’s okay, really. I’ll just go there.”

Cashier: “Lady, you’re in my drive-thru. Now order something! It’s fine.”

(I reluctantly order a meal, and he asks me to pull forward to pay. I pay and get to the final window to receive my food. When the guy speaks and hands me my food, I realise it is the same cashier who took my order.)

Cashier: “Here’s your food. Just to let you know, we shut at midnight, and I’ve stayed extra now that I won’t get paid for.”

(I was so stunned and tired, I just drove off. When I got home, my food was horrible. I couldn’t work out why the cashier didn’t just let me drive through like I said, and then he wouldn’t have to stay and be so passive-aggressive about it all!)

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