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oh my!

Once a month all the ladies in the office pitch in and provide a gift and a meal out at lunch for whomever has a birthday that particular month. Today we stopped at Andy's near Fuquay (this lady has been on a diet and was hankering for a hamburger) but they were CLOSED! One lone worker stood outside with...a locksmith.
At first we thought perhaps the store had been broken into, but turns out the owner/manager is getting married today, and the person he left the keys with to open the store never showed up. I imagine someone is going to be in mighty big trouble when that owner gets back!
But I commend that college kid for going the extra mile to open the store for his boss. I think many people today would have shrugged and said, "Oh well" and headed home.
But since we couldn't wait 20-30 minutes for the store to open, we headed on down the road to Chick-fil-A. I fear Andy's lost a fair amount of business at lunch today. I just hope they didn't call that poor man (or woman) to find out what to do!

Comments

Jennifer said…
your life is a constant adventure. I love Andy's!!! Chick fil A is good too.
sara said…
WOW that is awful. But hey, Chick-fil-A is yummy :) Hopefully the Birthday girl didn't mind eating "mor chikin" :)
Lydia said…
Mmm...Andy's. We're going there next girls' night out:)
Lydia said…
I forgot to tell you last night- that when I was checking your blog at one point this week, Brandon was peeking over my shoulder. When he saw your picture of the roadside display, he said "What happened to Granddaddy's head?" I have no idea why he would think that was my dad...I'm pretty sure my dad has never worn a one-piece jumpsuit of any type.

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