I have three guys on my caseload who all work at Sonic Drive-In. They love to unload all the Sonic gossip when they come to see me. I occasionally try to be somewhat sympathetic and use the fact that they hate working fast food as a motivator for them to get their GEDs.
Bleh - they ain't buying it.
The funniest thing about all this is the names of these guys. They are Trinny, Cheese and Slow Joe. Evidently to work at Sonic, you gotta have a special name. Cheese is the most frustrated with the Sonic politics and the most likely to keep me up to date on what's happening. He told me last week that they hired two new guys. Neither of the newbies is working out. I asked him who the new guys were. Cheese did not disappoint and deadpanned the names just like he was reading them off a baptismal certificate: "Old Man and White Joe."
I thought I was going to bust a gut from trying not to laugh. Of course, the moment he left I ran to all my co-workers and let them know the latest additions to the cast of characters at Sonic. We all had a good laugh.
Then we reminisced about the time we all chose our stripper names, in case we decided to make a career change. But that is another story. This time we pondered what our Sonic names would be. I want to be Chili Dog. We decided Mindy's name is gonna be Tots. TH would be Route 44. Rose is Frito Pie.
M2 came down the hallway then and we asked her what her Sonic name would be. She never broke stride and said:
"Do they have a drink called Bitch?"
Friday, June 9, 2006
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