"Sorry Sir, We're Out of Everything"

We went to church tonight (which was an amazing service), and on our way home, we decided to get El Pollo Loco for dinner.  Here is a transcript of the conversation that took place at the drive-thru window:

Clint:  "What do you want babe?"
Me:  "I'll take the two piece with mashed potatoes and mixed veggies."
Clint (to speaker box):  "Okay, we'll take one two piece meal with mashed potatoes and gravy..."
Drive-thru Lady:  "I'm sorry sir, we're out of mashed potatoes."
Me:  "Okay, tell her I'll take mac and cheese instead."
Clint:  "Okay, then we'll have the mac and cheese instead, and veggies for the second side...."
Drive-thru Lady:  "I'm sorry, but we're out of veggies."
Me:  (bursting out with laughter)
Clint:  "Okay, can you tell me what sides you have tonight?"
Drive-thru Lady:  "Mac and cheese, pinto beans, garden salad..."
Me:  "Ooh, tell her I'll take the salad."
Clint:  "Okay, we'll go ahead and take the garden salad."
Drive-thru Lady:  "What kind of dressing would you like sir?"
Me (whispering):  "Ranch."
Clint:  "We'll take ranch, please."
Drive-thru Lady:  "I'm sorry, but we're out of ranch."
Me (barely able to talk through laughter):  "Blue cheese will be fine."
Clint:  "Blue cheese then."
Drive-thru Lady:  "Would you like to add a chocolate cake or a caramel flan to your order tonight?"
Clint:  "I don't know, are you sure you have any?"
(Drive-thru lady laughs audibly, we pull up to window about five minutes later).
Drive-thru Lady:  "I apologize for all of that.  Here are your drinks sir.  (long pause).  I hope it's okay, but I had to give your kids a size large because we ran out of small cups."

Moral of the story, don't go to El Pollo Loco on a Sunday night without a sense of humor.

On a completely unrelated note, I have to post this link to Kristyn's latest post about her reoccurring rock dream, just because I found the whole thing so fascinating, plus I love the references to the Mojave Desert.  Coincidentally enough, one of her friends commented on that entry that he or she had also had dreams about rocks.  Interesting that something so seemingly random would somehow creep into the subconsciousness of several different people.