Let it be known that I am an Arby’s junkie. A regular roast beef sandwich and curly fries and an iced tea can cure just about any ill for me. Ah, yes. Now mind you, graduate school has been the cause of a lot of ills in the past two years. That means—you guessed it—a lot of Arby’s. Also, let it be known that the Arby’s in North Canton (I’m not sure if it is other locations too or just this one) gives away free stuff every Wednesday. Once a month they will give you a free roast beef sandwich just for buying a drink. That day is actually tomorrow. I can never pass it up.
So, given that background, it probably comes as no surprise that the lady at Arby’s not only recognizes me, but now she knows my order by heart. I was in there for lunch the other day, and I had hardly even approached the register when she said, “A #1 with curly fries, right?” and smiled. “Yup,” I said, and smiled back.
I think she is absolutely one of the kindest and most hard-working women ever, but I can’t help but be a little bit mortified that I come in that restaurant so often. I won’t stop though. I love my combo meals, and no amount of embarrassment can tear me from them!