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I cruise on over to Wendy's very late, after midnight. This little town is not exactly "a city that never sleeps". I'm the only customer there.

I order a chicken sandwich and a jr burger. I pay at the first window, and advance to the second.

The girl hands me a bag, and says to me cheerfully, "Could you pull up? We'll bring the chicken out to you when it's ready."

I check my mirror. "But there's no one behind me!", I said, annoyed (I'm usually very patient and polite).

She turns on a super-fake smile, and says, "OK then, don't worry about it," and leaves.

She comes back three seconds later with my chicken sandwich. Another smile that's way too big to be genuine. "Here you go! Thank you!"

I smirk. She wanted to pull me up, and the sandwich was ready moments later! I'm so smart!

I get home, and bite into a chicken sandwich....

...that has a piece of chicken that must've been sitting in that warmer for three days. When I protested, they must've aborted their plans of cooking a fresh piece of chicken for me.

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