Tuesday, In Which Burger King Becomes A Koan
DQ Guitar Advisor David Gloier sent me this email:The Burger King by my house burned to the ground, and for almost a year, the burned out shell remained, with the sign still standing over it, proclaiming "Now Serving Flame-grilled Hot Dogs."
Classic.
They finally rebuilt it. Shiny and new. Nice store, but you're right, nobody is ever there, and when someone is, they look miserable. This includes the employees.
I told him he should have taken a picture, but he was way ahead of me:
Then he sent me something incredibly profound:
I just realized...I guess I must look miserable when I'm in there, too.
That's a Burger King koan.
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