My Mom’s First Experience With Chick-fil-A
Let me give y’all a little information about my Mom. She is 82 years young, only about 5 feet tall (she’ll tell ya that she is shrinking every year) and she is Italian! My Mom, Marilou, is a very strong woman with strong opinions and she isn’t afraid to share them whether you ask for them or not HaHa! She has had a few medical issues and we thought it best to bring her to the warm and friendly South so that we could not only help if she needed it but also to be able to spend as much time as possible with her.
I wanted to tell y’all about her first experience at Chick-fil-A.
We were out running some errands the other day and needed to grab a bite to eat. She had never been to Chick-fil-A so I thought we would stop. We both had a chicken sandwich, you know the one, the fried chicken breast on a bun with the pickles? Well she just went on and on about how delicious it was. When we were getting ready to leave there was a man standing by the counter, he was dressing in a nice blue blazer, dress pants and a crisp white shirt and a name tag on his lapel.
As we were talking out my Mom walked up to him and touched his arm while exclaiming
“I’m from Buffalo New York and just moved here. This is my first time eating at Chick-fil-A and I just had to tell you how delicious it was.”
The man smiled at her and told her he was happy she had such a great experience then wishing her a great day.
As my Mom and I walked out the door I was laughing so hard I could hardly breathe. I turned to her and said, “You do know he doesn’t work at Chick-fil-A, right?” Well her jaw about hit the floor and she started laughing too. She said that since he was dressed so nicely and had some sort of name tag on his jacket she thought he was the manager. We laughed all the way to the car as tears were streaming down our faces.
Then, as we were pulling out of the parking lot we saw the man get into a white van to leave with his lunch. I asked my Mom “Did you see what he got into?” She said, ” Yes, that white van.” I asked her if she saw what it said on the side of the van, which she hadn’t. I told her it said “something..something…Funeral Home”.
At this point, we were in stitches laughing so hard and she said “He probably thought I was trying to get him to give me a discount on some embalming since I’m so old.”
Yes folks, this is what it is like hanging out with my Mom.
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