Dear Mr. Sonic Who brings me my Dr. Pepper,
Each day at 2 pm I look forward to the sweet hour at which I can buy a half priced Dr. Pepper with vanilla. Although I think your rollerblades are dorky, I loved the sound of them coming my way with a cold beverage to be delivered right to my car door. Today you took that joy away. I realize I visit Sonic way too much, but it is oh so close to the office and on the way to the interstate. I hoped you wouldn't remember me but today you said ,"how are you? I served you last time you were here." Ummm, last time was 24 hours ago Mister. I also realize the yellow monstrosity I drive is not exactly as stealthy as I wish, but I like to think I am a big yellow bumble bee stopping by my favorite flower for some sweet nector. I get the impression you think I am stopping by for you. No matter how many times you roll by and ask how I am doing or if I am sure I don't need something else, this bee just isn't interested.
So please Mr. Sonic, deliver my drinks and pretend you have never seen me before.
Until tomorrow at 2,
Your Most Faithful Customer
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It's really sad you weren't at the AF sonic and it wasn't the hot guy that works there. Maybe you should hit that one more often.
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