Mr H
Banana'd
We've both been hankerin' for some Dairy Queen.
But, as hot as it's been, every time we go by one, the drive-through line is around the building, so we keep rolling.
Today, with it a little cooler, we stopped by the Odenton shop, and figured it was a decent, 'split-the-difference' line so we pulled in.
I see people inside, so I park and go to head inside, mask and all.
Well, there are no door handles--yes, they were removed--and the people I saw inside are employees, just sitting at a table. One of them started gesturing wildly, that we had to get in the drive-through line.
As I throw up my arms and turn back to the car, I see a sign on the door, "Inside closed due to Anne Arundel County Law". Well, since there is no such thing, I pointed to the sign, gave it a thumbs-down as I headed back to the car.
This is where it gets weird. We're leaving, and had already decided they didn't need our money if they were going to be stupid on top of inconvenient.
Well, this Troglodyte comes charging out of the door, spitting fire about how we'll never be allowed back, she'll be taking down my license plate, and ban us forever!! Oooooh, I'm so skeert.
The Missus is tracking down ways right now to complain to everyone she can about this. Everybody needs a hobby, right??
She has reported this to DQ Corporate, and found that the Yelp! reviews for the shop are already in the toilet... so maybe we dodged one...
But, as hot as it's been, every time we go by one, the drive-through line is around the building, so we keep rolling.
Today, with it a little cooler, we stopped by the Odenton shop, and figured it was a decent, 'split-the-difference' line so we pulled in.
I see people inside, so I park and go to head inside, mask and all.
Well, there are no door handles--yes, they were removed--and the people I saw inside are employees, just sitting at a table. One of them started gesturing wildly, that we had to get in the drive-through line.
As I throw up my arms and turn back to the car, I see a sign on the door, "Inside closed due to Anne Arundel County Law". Well, since there is no such thing, I pointed to the sign, gave it a thumbs-down as I headed back to the car.
This is where it gets weird. We're leaving, and had already decided they didn't need our money if they were going to be stupid on top of inconvenient.
Well, this Troglodyte comes charging out of the door, spitting fire about how we'll never be allowed back, she'll be taking down my license plate, and ban us forever!! Oooooh, I'm so skeert.
The Missus is tracking down ways right now to complain to everyone she can about this. Everybody needs a hobby, right??
She has reported this to DQ Corporate, and found that the Yelp! reviews for the shop are already in the toilet... so maybe we dodged one...