i was at rally's yesterday, getting their amazing fries, a banana milkshake and a coke. i was waiting for a couple to finish ordering, the woman was extremely obese and the man looked like a former football player. they were taking too long and she should not have been having fast food anyway, anyone see fast food nation much? i still had much waiting to do and a man comes up behind me to ask if was waiting to order my food, of course i was, i had been forever. he commences to ask if the fries have garlic on them, i tell him that they don't but they're amazing and that's all i plan to order. he then asks if i don't eat meat, of course i tell him i don't and he praises me for my good nature and stamina or something. and his final question, i swear we were playing twenty questions, was to ask if i was in high school. i smile politely, and tell him no, i'm twenty-one and it's probably my braces that make him think that. his response: no, it's your face. thank you, pest control guy, i'm going to order now and try to forget about what you had just said to me. i know rally's has two drive thru windows, i just can't stand that either, so i must deal with strange people in the fast food lines in los angeles. i love saturdays