I just showed up at my local burrito place, who shall remain nameless, and it’s online ordering only. They won’t let me walk up to the counter to order my food.
They don’t have enough employees to man both the computer and the burrito making station, apparently.
That’s all well and good, but I think they underestimate how I’m the only millennial in the world who isn’t tech savvy.
All I know is that there is nothing in my stomach, and I would like to replace that nothingness with a burrito. Ideally sooner rather than later.
The longer there is not a burrito in my belly, the chances increase of me angry texting my friends. And by friends, I mean fictional television characters in my mind.