Almost forgot

Two parts, same setting -- 1697. I was working alone on drive-through, and there were several cars backed up in the line. It must have been around 11am, considering how the second part played out. Everything was in a pretty bad panic, and I wasn't concentrating on any specific thing. I kept saying "I'm sorry I'll be with you in just a moment" over the headset, but the man would keep ordering, changing the order each time. Unless it was a random detail, he was driving a late 90's black Silverado. One was a "Catering Pan Spaghetti"... either chicken parmesan or meatballs. I'm leaning more towards chicken parm.

Slight time jump occured, It was mid-afternoon, maybe 2:30 or so, and overcast skies. I was in street clothes and walked into the store. All the interior lights were turned off, and somebody informed me that Chris was fired. Despite the restaurant being apparently closed, all lights off, Brittany, another coworker, and I all continued doing random slack-tasks. Brittany and I talked for a minute or so, then I woke up.... and went to work.

[[Remember: The Brittany up in Oshkosh, skinny redhead. Not the half-black half-mexican jewish girl in Fondy]]