Driving Through

It was close to midnight on a weekday. Mom and I picked up my brother at the MRT station and on our way home, as "payment", we went to a drive through at a nearby burger chain. Itago natin sa pangalang "Burger Ming"

Our car trigged the sensor and the voice box greeted us "Welcome to Burger King!" (este... Burger Ming pala... sorry sorry)

My brother wanted combo #4. I wanted combo #1. Mom wanted combo #6.

I said we'll have #1 and #4 with large fries and a number #6.

"So sir, you ordered for combo meal number 1, 3 and 6."?

I quickly corrected her: "No, it should be 4, not 3".

"Ok sir, that's one number 1, one number 3 and one number 6".

I looked at my brother who gave the same bewildered look back. I repeated my order and slowed down: "number 1, number FOUR, and number 6!".

No response.

We heard discussions in the background from the crew as they were asking each other what the meals were and what the numbers were for. (?!?)

She repeated my order: "So isa pong number 1, number 3 and number 6?".

I glanced at my mom and she gave me that "If you won't do it I will" look.

Before I repeated my order, I told them to look at the security cameras. "Number 1 with large fries" (while holding up my pointer finger). "Number 4 with large fries" (while holding up 4 fingers and point at them one by one with my other hand as if counting it slowly). "Number 6" (while holding up 6 fingers together with my other hand).

We continued to the second window and there was this van with a very angry driver. He was pointing at something and returning the plastic bags. It looks like he also got his orders crossed. The guy sped off and it was my turn. I decided to give them a break... I think that other guy already gave them a hard time. I opened my plastic bag and confirmed my order. What do you know... they DO know what number 4 looks like :P