I turned around, and headed back to the restaurant.
As I was driving, I got a message from the customer.
He said “I know the line is probably long in the drive-thru. It may be quicker to go inside.”
I messaged back: “Thank you. I went inside, but the line was still long. Do you think it will still go quicker even though the line is really long inside?”
“In my experience, it has.” He replied.
“Ok! I will do that. Thank you for the advice.”
So, I drive into the parking lot. Still no place to park.
But, I see one spot next to the dumpster and the exit to the alley way. I pull in, make sure the tail of the bed of the truck is out of the way, and I walk inside.
As I make my way in, I can see a gentleman walking in front of me. He’s a little older, and clearly physically disabled in some way. He peacefully opens up the order, and insists that I go ahead of him.
“Thank you, sir”. As we walked inside, I motion…”Please, go ahead”
“No, you go ahead.”
I wait in line. And, finally get the customer’s meal ordered.
As people’s orders come in, and they leave…more room opens up in a crowded waiting space.
I make my way to sit on a bench where a young man is talking to an older woman he is sitting with.