Ben a good friend of mine and i took a trip to wendy's for some grub and it seemed to be one of those events where i just ponder ridiculous things. The lady that served us seemed 70 and ben asked her if the new mozzarella chicken sandwiches were good and she commented that she hasn't had one because she has to watch how much cheese she eats. Instantly upon hearing this i giggle in my mind and wonder if she takes calcium pills cuz her hip could shatter at any moment. Well it doesn't and we're eating and Ben derives a theory (being the intellectual type) judging on the appearance and the character of most the employees in this particular Wendy's that Napoleon Dynamite would be the perfect employee. Well its around this time we realized we had been listening to Norah Jones over the speakers subconsiously melting our minds into jazzy bliss i wonder....Does Norah Jones have groupies?
And with that i bid farwell and may all your future visits to Wendy's be as enlightening as mine