Hello Hardees!!

We got paid this week, so I decided to grab a bite while I was out. No sit down place, just some wholesome fast food. There is no great selection of eaty places up this way. Subway, McDonalds, Wendys, Sonic, Hardees, and Pizza Hut are all on the main drag. I’m not willing to venture out farther than that for KFC and Taco Bell.

Today I decided that I wanted Hardees. I can’t tell you the last time I ate from Hardees. But I wanted a good burger and I know they have some BIG ole burgers. As I was driving toward the restaurant, I had this weird feeling like I was going somewhere I shouldn’t. Strange, huh? I just laughed it off but as I got closer it got stronger. I felt almost dirty. As if I was going to some sort of gentlemen’s club or something. OK, maybe not that bad, but I felt like I was going to Hooters. You know, a place that a nice young lady such as my self wouldn’t be caught dead.

I mean, when is the last time you saw a Hardees commercial geared towards women? Their commercials are blatantly geared toward men. BLANTANT!! Which is fine. That doesn't bother me. But how does watching a tanned and glistening half dressed woman eating a burger and dripping ketchup down her cleavage make you hungry? Don’t even answer that. The point is, it doesn’t make you hungry! I think that Hardees thinks that men think that if you go to Hardees you will see one of the gorgeous half dressed women eating one of the burgers with ketchup dripping everywhere. Well I’ve got news for you. That probably isn’t going to happen. Now you might get lucky and see me there. And there is a good chance that I might drip something down my cleavage, because it has happened before. And as a matter of fact, I have been tanning. But I am not going to be glistening, unless I’m sweating and I certainly am not going to be half dressed because I am a lady. But if you're real lucky you may see a little cleavage if I have to clean out that ketchup.

But I digress… I couldn’t stop thinking about that jalapeño burger with melted cheese on it. I don’t even know if they still have it, but it drew me into the drive thru line. There were a couple of cars in front of me and I sat there a couple of minutes. What’s up with that? This is supposed to be fast food. I don't want to wait!! Did you look out the little drive thru window and see me and I wasn’t a man or gorgeous half dressed woman, so you thought you would make me wait. I think not. I lost patience with that. As if it wasn’t bad enough that I was going to a fast food place of ill repute, I was waiting in line for the filth!!! I couldn’t do it; I backed up and pulled out of the parking lot. And I went across the street to McDonalds. They give me good service and I don’t have to feel dirty when I leave. Maybe just a little salty and greasy.