Tag Archives: Chick Fil A
My Pleasure
Am I the only one that is disturbed when the shiny-overly-smiling-faced purveyor of my chicken sandwich at the Chick Fil A drive thru responds to a simple “thank you for my chicken sandwich,” with “my pleasure”? I think it’s overkill … Continue reading →
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Tagged aqua man, Chick Fil A, chicken, chicken sandwich, chocolate chip cookies, Doctor, key lime pie, key west, my pleasure, popeyes, Stephen King, the witcher
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After The Ending
My husband and I sat across from each other in Chick Fil A. Not the most clever of places for us to have a date night, but it was last minute, it was raining outside, and we desperately needed to … Continue reading →
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Tagged birth, blog, blogger, blogging, Chick Fil A, CPR, Death, Doctor, endings, extubated, fear, hospice, hurt, Life, medic, Peace, resolution, story
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