Can't Get Good Help Anymore

I was surfing over on KB’s site and I read a post about her experience going through the Dairy Queen drive through. It got me thinking about an experience I had at DQ in Texas. First off, you are not a town in Texas unless you have a DQ. It has to be the only fast food restaurant that is in every small town in the entire state. Here is my story.

When I first got out of the Navy, my buddy K and I were working for a railroad company in Dallas. It was a crappy job and the money was bad, but it was in Texas so it sucked completely¹. As a side note, whenever someone would remark to my ex how lucky she was to find someone like me who actually has a good paying job, she would always comment, “When I met him, he was digging ditches.” True!

Anyway, our job required us to work out of town four days a week and one Thursday we were driving back to Dallas from our job site and as we were driving through Waxahachie, we were having an argument as to how you pronounce the name of the town. I mean look at it, how would you pronounce it? We decided to stop for dinner at DQ. We were still arguing as to how to pronounce it when we walked up to the counter. Here is my conversation with the girl behind the counter.

Me: "How you doing?"
DQ Girl: “Good”
Me: “Maybe you can settle an argument between my buddy and me. Where are we?”
DQ Girl: Looking at me funny now and speaking slowly. “D-A-I-R-Y Q-U-E-E-N.”

You know the adage about asking a stupid question…My buddy and I didn’t even comment or laugh. I just said OK and gave her my order. She must have thought we were pretty stupid.

OK, that was kind of a long story with a short punch line…much like the first time we all have sex.

¹ Please no hate mail from all you people living, raised or born in Texas. I have lived there twice for more than 6 years. I have earned the right to say it sucks.