Thursday, April 8, 2010

The Peel Out Dairy Queen

This one is from the archives, but it still makes me laugh to this very day.

The Evil Twin and I woke up one morning and were both in terrible moods. This was waaay before Buddy was born. I recall it was July - because it was the Ornament Premiere at Hallmark (I'm an addict). So, we had gone to Hallmark where I picked up my ornament order (yes, I pre-order hundreds of dollars worth of ornaments every year).

Afterwards, we were going to grab lunch out and decided on Dairy Queen in the town we lived in at that time. So, the Evil Twin pulls up and proceeds to place the order.

He orders "Four hot dogs with chili and cheese and a large fry." He didn't bother himself with ASKING me what I wanted, he just ordered for me.

That is the point where I totally lost my shit.

I am not originally from WV - so I like my hot dogs mainly with just mustard and onions, occasionally with chili. But I feel putting cole slaw on a hot dog is really never right. And cheese? Please... I'm not from Ohio, either.

Plus, I worked at a DQ back in college. I know how they do cheese on a wiener. It's a half a slice of "It's not really a real food product" processed American cheese, not shredded cheese artfully sprinkled on the chili.

We had such a huge screaming match right there after he pulled up from the ordering speaker area that he just peeled out in the parking lot and drove off like a mad man, before we even got to the window where you pay and receive the food.

I've often wondered who ate those four hot dogs.

Ever since then, we've referred to that Dairy Queen as "The Peel Out Dairy Queen". And yes, we did go back there to eat from time to time. But, not very often. It brought back bad memories.

But, the Evil Twin never ordered for me again.

PS. I guess I should leave my link: I post under The Glamorous Life of a Hausfrau. Come over and see me sometime!


Anonymous said...

Hahaha the title alone made me giggle. I would be so pissed if my husband ordered for me without asking what I wanted. I don't blame you at all for being mad. And I know exactly what you mean about the cheese. Why a cheese slice? Gross!

Warped Mind of Ron said...

Makes you wonder how many times that situation plays out at the drive through window. LOL... don't worry I bet the employees had a little snack because of you guys.

Jay said...

I love it when couples argue in public. I bet the people working inside were discussing what the argument was over. And none of them probably guessed chili on hot dogs. LOL

terri said...

I'm with you. Hot dogs are only right with some onions or mustard. (I've never done both at the same time.)

I'd kill my husband with ice dagger eyes if he tried to order for me.

jennifer said...

Funny story! It's good when you can laugh about it later.

I'm so indecisive, my husband usually makes me lean across him to order. Seriously, how hard is it to say "Ketchup only... er, wait, add mustard to that too... and an order of fries.... no make that tots... and a diet coke... and, um, could you change that to an order of chicken fingers?"

Men! said...

Some lessons just NEED to be taught that way. They are too important to trust to the hope that someone else will remember without the additional help of trauma.
Good job!

Real Live Lesbian said...

Sounds like you have him perfectly trained now! lol

Anonymous said...

Hot dogs are meant to be enjoyed loaded! That includes cole slaw!

When we are at a drive through, I am usually just the relay man. Wife tells me what she and the kid want, my just is to repeat it...exactly.