I'm lovin' it

Let's paint a picture of a morning in an Ohio McDonald's. First, there is the employee who has to turn and read the menu to figure out what a bacon egg and cheese is. He is probably covering for the other employee who is standing in the middle of the parking lot, still, with no discernable purpose save from being super creepy. Then there are 23 old men pushing the human lifespan limits, three of whom engage in lively jibe matches with other old men through the door of the bathroom. Meanwhile, you will be sold sweet tea, only to be handed a cup and find out they don't carry sweet tea, but for some mysterious reason have a bin marked "sweet tea lids" in the soft drink area. And last, but by far not least, is the man standing in the middle of the entrance hooked up to a dialysis machine, neither entering nor leaving, moving nor talking. I've resolved to settle the matter internally by assuming he was some particularly regular apparition, and that the locals are just more used to ghosts than I am.

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