TICK TOCK...WHAT IF? (This was it)

I woke up got ready for work. I decided to have Chick-Fil-A for lunch on my way to work. Therefore, gave myself extra time to take care of personal need.

As I got close to work there it was chick-fila sign…the BIG red writing symbolizing the chicken. It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas; I was excited, as I got closer and closer.

“Welcome to Chick-Fil-A, how may I help you?” Oh the greeting so friendly…it’s like candy land. Yes I would like a number five with eight piece nuggets. “What kind of drink?” LEMONADE! They have the BEST LEMONADE, it’s to die for. “Would that be all?” yes may I please have four Polynesian sauce. If you love chick-fil-a nuggets, you haven’t had it with the best sauce on the planet. It’s so GOOD, I promise it’s orgasmic. Nothing can come between me and my nuggets with Polynesian sauce. “ok mama your total is $6.49,” as she repeat my order back to me.

I get to first window, one window away from my reward, and time is perfect. “$9.49” she said as I was handing her my card. I pulled my hand back. I’m sorry? “You have eight piece nuggets and an extra sandwich?” no I did not order a sandwich.

There tick tock began as she tried to void the order and for some reason it took her 5 minute to release that she is not the manager so she can’t void the transaction. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN WORKING HERE THAT YOU DIDN’T KNOW THAT MORON! I am looking at my watch this is not good, six minutes pass, she comes back with the manager voids the transaction. Know to my second window…NOT! The people in front of me are having a conversation with the worker through the window. ARE YOU FREAKIN’ KIDDING ME! Really! Really! They have their food can they move the dam car already it’s been ten minute, I’m still at chick-fil-a. Finally I get there the candy land was no longer brighter. Its 3:02 I’m late grab the food drove off. I reached in for a fry I felt a plastic I look. There is was as if it had eyes looking back at me…A SANDWHICH! A FREAKIN’ SANDWHICH! Seriously! It wasn’t looking like Christmas anymore, it’s more like hell, Halloween, or April fool, and this fool was unhappy. Turned around back to chick fil A. walked inside…

Hi, I order eight piece nugget meal not a sandwich and I’m running late to work.

A common sense person will take the bag and give me what I want, what I came in for in the first place. But, a stupid, annoying, brainless person will ask me 20 degree questions? “So you don’t want this? How many pieces do you want? Do you want to keep anything from this bag?” OH my F…ing word! I looked at her with a dead face and repeated myself. I ORDER EIGHT PIECE NUGGETS NOT A SANDWHICH, IS ANY OF THAT HARD TO UNDERSTAND THAT I JUST WANT MY NUGGETS AND FRIES WITH POLYNESIAN SAUCE TOO DIFFECULT FOR YOU TO COMPREHEND? I’m trying to hel…I cut her off I’M LATE FOR WORK. She hands me the bag I see the box. I’m 15minute late clocking in as my manger gave me that look with a sarcastic question “what time is it Ly’Lla” and I gave the same answer I’m 15minute early you should be proud.

That isn’t until I reached in the bag and MY POLYNESIAN SAUCE WASN”T THERE!!! Am I in HELL for real? The one indulgent, I was ready to kill for I could not fulfill.

What if… this was it…the end of the word? Or I was on my death bed, and the only dying wish I had left was to have eight piece nuggets with Polynesian sauce from chick-fil-a. I will die unfulfilled. I will be stuck in limbo, because I did not accomplish my one last existence in the world. I will become the lost spirit floating around, looking for someone who see ghost to help me finish my last quest.

The one Indulgent I was willing to show up late for. The one indulgent I could have been terminated for.

I was upset and did not eat chick-fil-a after all I’ve gone through. Because nuggets is not nuggets unless you have it with Polynesian sauce, it’s like to a Mexican restaurant and they don’t have burritos, or margaritas, or going bowling and they don’t have the ball, or going to see twilight sagas and the theaters doesn’t have sits just an empty room.

It’s like working and not receiving a paycheck at the end of the week.

I died today without fulfilling my last wish that is how I will be remembered as…