Bond. James Bond

After my cop episode I make it to the mall only to find out that they don't open until 11 or 12. Crap! All that and I don't even get to go to the mall. Well, there was a Wendy's across the street and I was hungry.

Pull up to the drive through window and there is a total dork boy sitting there. I felt really bad for him since he really was the definition of dork. I feel bad for saying that since he was trying SO hard to be nice (I think that helped the dork image).

Dork Boy (DB): looking over my car, "THAT is one NICE B...M...W!"
Me: "Thanks"
DB: "BMW's are my dream cars. I really love the Spyder in James Bond."
Me: "Yeah, that one was sweet." Not really knowing what the hell he was talking about.
DB: "Yeah"
Me: "That wouldn't really work for me since I have wife and a kid"
DB: "WELL THEN! It looks like I'm NOT getting MARRIED until I am 40!"
Me: Thinking to myself. It looks like that no matter what!

I am so bad. But the Wendy's was SO good!

ST out.