It's Friday night, with nothing to do.. again and so she was off to go clean her fasha's office. Which is also one of her jobs. Shortly after she was cleaning she got a text from her friend. She said she had been studying all day and needed a break and asked where Diddy was. She replied that she was in Friggin City and would stop by after she was done.
A few hours past and Diddy was finally done. She got changed out of her grubbbies and headed down the road. Diddy's tummy was a rumblin so she decided that Taco Hell sounded delightful this fine summer evening. She called over to the Ladybug's house and asked the Mrs. if she wanted some dinner. She said no, but the Dr. and his nurse were over and the Dr. wanted a steak grilled taco with NO SOUR CREAM.. Remember that last part .. NO.. SOUR... CREAM...
Diddy said, Coo.. See ya in a flash. She pull up to the drive through at Taco Hell / Krap Fried Critters. Now Friggin City only has a few choice places to eat. you have Taco Hell ( tonight's choice), The Golden Arches of Fun ( Diddy worked there back in the day and it was really fun, seriously), Betyo's (bet you can't guess the meat), Pee Schitty ( one of Diddy's faves) and those are the ones with the wonderfully convenient drive thru. She pull up and they gives her schpeel and she says no, I don't want the macho nacho and crispy critter box, but thanks. She continues to order a steak kay-sah-dill-ah, steak grilled taco with NO SOUR CREAM, a nacho supreme and two burrito, cause she new that Mrs. Ladybug would eat if she got it.
She got though the drive thru, 10 minutes later and after sitting patiently, he hands her a sack and says have a nice day. Diddy thanked the 16 year old twerp and pull away. Diddy thought, ***Hmmm, this sack feels mighty light. BTW, Do you see those stars, those are the bubbles up to the thought cloud.. she gets those allot. Gets what? Wicked good thoughts, Sheesh, catch up Jr.
SO, she looked inside and what could possibly be the problem? Taco Hell forgot half the order. Diddy pulled in the parking stall and went inside to see where her other sack was. As she walked in she was horrified with what she saw. The place was crawling with snot nosed, 16 year old, pimple popping know it alls, that needed to be taken out back and severely beaten. But that is besides the point. That too will come in time.
She carefully ventured in, notified them that she needed the rest of her order and of course, they had no idea what she was talking about. She said, "For the love of Pete and Mary, I just pulled out of your drive thru, 20 seconds ago. I need my steak taco and the burritos." The long haired pimple fart went and told the BEAST that the order was missing and to make it again.
The Beast? Yes, the Beast.. Let me explain. Sit back and imagine a hormonal, 98 pound, bleached blonde, always right never wrong, wanna be punk but is stuck in shithead mode, spoiled, little 16 year old girl. Oh wait, what's that you say? What was Diddy like at 16. Diddy was, uh.. super dope yo! She was a social butterfly and loved to make people laugh. sometimes pushed the envelope with people just enough to stand out, but not enough to get caught more than ONCE. She wasn't mean, unless it was called for and I can tell you this.. She never screwed up your order on purpose when she worked at The Golden Arches of Fun. and THAT place is a story all on it's own, but that will come in time as well.
So, the pimple fart went to tell the beast that she needed to remake the tacos. The Beast proceeded to recreate the wonder we call a taco and as she placed them up under the.. WHA?! Double take! No warmer..Nope.. you would think they would have one cause it takes so freaking long to get your food, something needs to keep it slightly warm, but as she places the tacos on the lunch room tray, she smashes them. Not once, but twice. Two good slaps. Diddy decided that she would check the tacos cause the Dr. said NO SOUR CREAM and Diddy is all about getting it done right, the 1st time. Well, guess what. It had sour cream and ground mystery meat, not the steak she had requested. Really?! REALLY!? Is it THAT hard. I think not. So, she pointed out there mistake and asked so very politely, can you remake this it has sour cream on it and it was suppose to be steak. The pimple fart went back and said, hey, that was NOT suppose to have sour cream, I told you that a few times and you still put it on there. The Beast threw a little tizzy fit and as she went to make a new one she threw the food on the tort-till-ah. Not kidding She literally threw the ingredients, like you would throw a water balloon onto the floor. Diddy watched as she tossed the lettuce, hucked the tomatoes and alli-ooped meat shaped pieces onto the tor-till-ah. then she rolled it and slightly grilled it. Diddy was obviously very irritated at this point.
Diddy then asked to talk to the manager and informed the kid of the sich-y-ay-shun. Kid? Yeah, couldn't have been more than 18. Diddy told him that she just paid $20 for that crap that had been left out, made wrong and smashed and now thrown. If she comes back in and that little twerp is working, she will make sure that the Beast knows what's what.
Diddy FINALLY got to the Ladybug's house and walked in and gave them the schpeel. Now here is where it get fun. The Nachos had cheese on 3 chips, a piece of meat that looked like cat poop that you find in a sandbox and a glob of sour cream right in the middle. So basically 80% of the chips had nothing on them. Strike 1. She handed out the tacos to their designated owners and the Dr. took a bit and YEP! Sour cream on all the tacos.. BTW, found one of the missing tacos in the bottom of the bag. so there were 3 wrong tacos. one that should have been steak no sour cream. It was horse meat WITH sour cream. Then once with steak and sour cream and Gwawk-a-mole-ee. Strike 2. Strike 3... just the fact that Diddy had to call. 5 times until the call would go through. The line was crazy busy because more people were in there with problems than a Saturday free sample day at Cast-CO.
She called and informed them that she wanted her money back and that he needs to really have a serious comin to Jesus meetin with the Beast. You do remember what that is right.. Where you and me have a serious chat and if all doesn't go my way, you MIGHT be seeing Jesus tonight. The manager, who was really nice, said maybe she needs to find a new job. Diddy smiled and said She agreed. Winning. WON! Done son!
So that is her story about Taco Hell. And for all she cares Taco Hell.. can go to.. H. E. DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS. Unfortunately, I'm sure, she will be eating there again. She loves her some Kay-sah-dill-ahs.
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