Caught out

So, this morning -- as I sometimes do -- I went through the drive-through of the local branch of the multinational fast-food chain, to pick up my morning slushie.

I ordered at the speaker box, and then paid at the first window. For some reason, the guy who is usually at the pick-up window (and knows me as a semi-regular) was at the money-taking window today. "Should be working," he said.

"Oh, I just had a late start this morning," I said. "But I'm heading in to work right now."

Confused pause. "No," he said. "I mean, the frozen Coke machine should be working today: the last time you were here, it was broken."

Ah.

Guilty conscience? :)


--GG