ChickFila Etiquette

Chickfila Etiquette

Jane and I recently were at our local Chickfila and noticed a couple of things about some of the patrons.  They seemed to be totally unaware of standard ChickFilA etiquette.  If you are a regular or weekly patron of CFA there are several common sense things that we all know simply by going in as often as we do.  Also, if you live in Atlanta, you know atleast one to two people who have worked at a CFA, if you yourself haven’t worked at one.  Its almost part of the DNA of growing up in the south that CFA is our fast food place of choice.  As you are reading these rules of Etiquette, feel free to comment with your own.

1. Learn the line system. There are not line markers or ropes for the lines.  That means we have to make our own.  Its actually pretty simple.  If you can tie your own shoes, you can figure this out.  Do a quick scan and see the number of open registers.  Thats how many lines there are.  Stand behind the person that is in front of the register.  If one line goes much faster and opens up, its not a free for all.  The next person in line goes.  Wait 5 seconds.  If noone goes, than you can have at it.  This works best when everyone acts like an adult and not a spoiled child.

2. Step away from the counter once you have ordered.  You are not going to get your food any faster by holding up the line.  In fact its going to make the CFA employee at your register walk away from the line, and try to avoid you because its awkward for you to sit there and wait.

3. Remove your lid for refills. It signals to the employees you would like a refill.  It also shows other customers you are not in line to order but simply want a refill of your refreshing ice cold Coca-Cola Classic.  Also, stand off to the side so you don’t get in the way of other customers who are in line.

4. Remember that most of the employees are not making lots of money working there. When I worked there in high school it was minimum wage.  Be nice.  Yelling or getting upset or even being short with them is totally unacceptable.  Just because you are in a hurry doesn’t mean you can be a jerk to them.

5. If you don’t know what you want, DO NOT GET IN LINE. Wait behind everyone else who is going to order and keep things moving.  It normally doesn’t take long to get through the line and order, so if you need to step back and figure out what you want, it wont take long to get your food once you order.

6. If something is wrong, its ok. The CFA employees did not just punch your child, so don’t act as though they did.  Just ask them to correct the mistake.  I have not once in my life had a CFA employee tell me “Too bad” if I said something was wrong.  It has always been “I’m sorry, let me fix that”.

Thoughts?

Jacob

This afternoon I am spending some time working on the truck getting it ready for the body work and other stuff to turn it into a daily driver again.  Here are the initial pictures before I start working on it.

Anyone who wants to work on an 88 F150 with me let me know.

-Jacob

The eve of anticipation

Before I get involved with the remainder of this post, a quick update on Jane’s finger.  Its healing well, the stitches came out yesterday and she has a steri strip on it to help it finish healing.

Tomorrow (Thursday 7.15.10) I will be going to buy the F-150. For those of you (Jane’s friends as well as anyone who never saw the Grey Ghost) I felt a little back story to this truck was needed and why I am anxious and excited about buying it.

I was 16, and worked two jobs during that summer driving an old dodge ram that my dad and I co-bought to save up money for this truck.  My cousin Matt, who is a MasterTech with Ford at Akins Ford in Winder rebuilt the engine and transmission and sold it to me (actually my parents who I paid back) at cost.  It was great.  I got it on a Sunday evening in early august 2002 and thought it was the greatest thing ever.  The truck ran like a dream, it was big and kinda old.  Perfect for a 16-year-old who wanted to fit in with the redneck crowd.  Nothing yells suburban redneck like an old pick up truck without air conditioning.  I suppose marrying a cousin while driving it would yell it more, but I wasn’t that devout of a suburban-redneck.  Everything was going well, until I got off work the next day and t-boned a Volvo.

The F-150 was almost totaled and I was devastated.  It spent the next 6 months in a body shop of a friend of my father who did the work on it at reduced prices so that we could get it fixed under what it would cost to total the truck out.  Needless to say, work done on a truck to keep it under a certain cost is not always going to be the best work, and the truck had several issues for many years following.  On the way home from the body shop the truck died on me.  Turns out sitting for 6 months is bad for a battery and alternator.  It got towed to my cousin in Winder and he gave it a look over, fixed what was broken and we got it back.  I drove it for the remainder of high school and my first two years of college.  During this time I personally did several things mechanically to it:

– Replaced the front brake system (Pads/Rotors/Wheel Bearings)

– Put on new Tires

– Sanded the body and primed it (Never finished this part, hence the nickname “Grey Ghost”)

– Installed a push button start to bypass an electrical issue in the ignition system

– Installed a cd player

-Replaced the Heater core

-Tune Up (Plugs/Wires/Dist. cap/Filters)

– Routine maintenance (Oil Changes/Brake Pads/Etc…)

During the summer of 2006 someone offered to trade me a 1993 Cadillac Sedan Deville for the Truck, it was White with red leather interior, at the ripe age of 20 I didn’t know how to say no to a Cadillac.  I traded the truck for it, and 6 months later traded the Cadillac in at Arrington-Blount Ford for the Ranger I drive now. Several months back I was discussing with Jane wanting to buy back my old truck from High School, the Grey Ghost, and finish all the work I was doing on it.  We started the process of finding it, the guy I traded it to still had it, and taking the steps to buy it.

That all comes together tomorrow afternoon when I buy back the Grey Ghost.  It’s the only vehicle I have owned (I’m on #4) that was more than just a mode of transportation to me.  I will continue to update the blog with the progress of the truck as I work on it and get it ready to be painted and turned into a daily driver.

– Jacob

Oh, Hey.

The most memorable July 4th weekend we have ever had happened this past weekend. Sometime early Friday morning Jane’s car was stolen, and on Saturday she cut her finger open on a knife she was washing in the sink. Sunday we had 37 people over, including children, for a cookout with our Sunday School class. It was a busy weekend, and so we wanted to keep people in the loop with what was going on.

The Car: Based on several stories we have heard about car thefts, especially late 90’s model Honda/Acura we don’t think we will see Jane’s Civic again in one piece. Because of that we are beginning the process of looking for a new car and have settled on an ’05 Pilot. We went last week to test drive them to make sure Jane was comfortable with it and that she wasn’t driving a tank. On Thursday we are buying Jacob’s old truck from High School, a 1988 Ford F-150 that he will be restoring (mostly body work). We will keep you updated with the Pilot and F-150 when we go forward with each one.

Finger: After Jane cut her finger we went to Wellstar Urgent Care on Delk Road and Powers Ferry Road and she got 5 stitches. We were both very pleased with the care we got there and the professional manner of the people working there. Below is a link to a picture of her finger with the stitches, but be warned its not pretty: http://yfrog.com/2ddwwqj. The stitches should be able to come out Tuesday evening.

Also, check out this Geico commercial, it sums up how I (Jacob) view therapy for the most part. :

-Jacob and Jane