Dude
Posted on November 1, 2008I decided to visit the nearby Burger King tonight, for a little late night nosh. So I order my Italian chicken sandwich, because for a basic BK thing they’re not bad, and pull around to the window. There I discovered, much to my surprise, the girl working the drive thru was rather cute. Normally, the people working at that particular location are pushing a quarter ton each. No seriously. Let’s do a little experiment. Reach out your arms straight in front of you, zombie style. Now imagine your stomach reaching out to your elbow. That’s what these people are. But anyways, not this one. She was actually attractive. And wearing a halloween costume.
A gothic angel sort of affair I’m assuming. Dark makeup, frilly black dress, and black wings on her back. Very cute. But here’s the thing. Clearly she didn’t plan ahead with this costume. The drive thru window has a long shelf between where the worker stands and the window. So to hand me change, a drink, or food, she has to bend down pretty far to reach. And her frilly black dress was fairly low cut.
Herein lies the problem. Drive thru windows sit pretty high up, and my car sits relatively low. So for her to hand me things, unless I look away completely, I’m pretty much staring straight down her cleavage. This presents an issue. I’m just a hungry guy, I don’t want to appear as a creep. But my only options are a) stare at her breasts, b) look in the opposite direction as she hands me things, and fumble around trying to grab them, or c) hold my hand up to shield my eyes from her bosom, like I’m trying to block the sun out of the sky. Not much in the way of choices there. What else can one do in that situation?
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Which BK was this? And what did you end up doing? How was the sandwich?
You do the only thing you can do. You ask for her number.
I say suck up the creepyness and check it out. If she’s that cute she won’t be working there much longer anyway so it’s not like you’ll get to see her (or her boobs) ever again!
You stare blatently down her shirt, as long as you can. Then give her the “those are nice” look. It’s not your fault she didn’t plan her costume better. You just happened to be the beneficiary. Besides, chicks dig that shit, getting ogled every once in a while (or all the time for some). They may say they don’t, but they do. They wouldn’t wear low cut shirts if they didn’t.
Grab your camera.
update damnit…
The correct answer is: you hold eye contact while she’s handing you the stuff.