And Your Little Dog Too

I have a confession. I'm not really a dog person. I'm really not. That's why as a kid I wanted to be a pediatrician, not a veterinarian  Alas, I will never be a pediatrician, I can stand needles.

Or blood.

Or coughing.

Or homework.

I hate homework.

I mean, I don't hate dogs, but I don't necessarily love them. Except for that stupid chihuahua that someone likes to tie up next to the speaker board. I hate that dog. But otherwise, they're fine. We had a German Sheppard Collie cross when I was a kid. I loved that dog. We had a Black Lab Collie cross that I hated too. I think it was the lab that killed my love of dogs. That dog was evil. But anyways, to the point of this post. I may not be a dog person, but I know lots of people who are. They all come through my drive-thru.

Seriously, everyone AND their dog will come through my drive threw.

And I do like some of their dogs. I wish we had dog treats to give out to them. I know of some drive-thru places that do, but we don't. There's this one lady who drives-thru at least once or twice a week and she has a German Sheppard Collie that is always wagging its tail and will always come to the side of the car I'm on, and lean its head out the window, as if begging me to pet it. Which I won't do because that is NOT food safe. But I do like her dog. And there are a few other docile big dogs that I don't mind. Its just that stupid chihuahua.....

And then there are the people who have their little tiny dogs. I don't see what the problem some "big dog people" have with little dogs. Little dogs are dogs too. But what DOES annoy me are the people who drive with them on their lap.

They pull up to my window and they have their dog on their knees, paws on the steering wheel, tongue out, tail a-wagging. All I can think is - that cannot be safe. And the drivers just reach around it, or half heartedly push the dog off their lap and only sigh when it jumps back on. More then one dog I thought was gonna jump out the window. But I mean really, its not safe for your dog to be on your lap while you are driving. It's not safe for you either. You can get specialty seat/leashes that use the seat belt to keep your Poochie safe. Please, for the love of not getting into an accident, please use one.

But I have to say my favourite FAVOURITE FAVOURITE time I have seen a dog was back in early summer I think. Or maybe spring. I just remember that it was a really sunny day out. So I had taken an order from someone who was mumbling (seriously, speak clearly,) and I waited until his little mini orange car came around the corner. In this tiny little car sat a big tough guy. You know, buzz cut, spends his time in the gym, has one of those tribal tattoo's around his upper arm, and then a solid tattoo on his lower arm. One of those. In a tiny little car, with a pit bull looking like dog. That was his saving grace right there, that it wasn't a little dog.

Anyways he gets to my window, and greats me with a grunt. Not a "hi" not a "hello" not even a "hey" just "uurgh." So I tell him his total and he ignores me as he looks for his wallet. But anyway he hands me the cash and as I'm counting it he explains that most of the breakfast sandwiches were for him and someone else, but the sausage patties he had ordered on their own were for his dog. Like he had to justify why he was just ordering sausage patties. I don't care.

But then, oooooooh but then. This tough guy, who doesn't look like his face knows HOW to smile, turns to his dog, grabs its head aggressively shakes/scrubs/pets it and in the MOST lovey-dovey-baby/animal-not-tough-guy-voice-at-all goes "who's getting a treat?!?! Who's getting a treat?!?!?! That's right you are. Yes you are. Oh yes you are."

Now, I'm trying not to laugh, because honestly the guy looks like he could break me in two. But his 'tough guy' image was blown right then. I hand him his change, telling him how much it was. He goes "uuurgh" and drives away. I then proceed to die of laughter. It made my day. Probably my whole week.

Now, all I need are dog treats in my little booth to hand out to dogs. I wish.

Til next time.

The Girl Behind the Microphone.