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Supermarket automatic doors open for me; therefore, I am.
Is there a homeless guy built in to the design of Dunkin' Donuts? ... There'll be an entrance here ... a deranged lunatic here.
God bless Dunkin' Donuts.
I would seriously rather be in a long line at the DMV than eat with people I don't know.
Didn't go in, just hovered outside like homeless person because (a) place was too small and Detta would have spotted me, and (b) once you're through doors of shop like that, if you try to leave without buying anything, they shoot you in the back with sniper's rifle.
Driving a Bentley to Target- only in LA does this make sense.
One of our very favorite shows of 2008 was our Slowtrain instore. We drove straight from San Francisco, pulled up to the back of the store, dragged our entire setup inside and played our new album, Rook, start-to-finish - and they let us get away with it.
paying the McDonalds' delivery boy. As
The sheriff is at the cash register, and if I don't get a hit soon, I don't know what I'll do.
central thoroughfare, stood a
That shot moved like ... I was going to say a shop, but the shop's shut
Make a right, 40th Ave., that's when i smile and laugh
Where do you find a stomach on a Thursday afternoon in Reno? "Chinatown?" suggests someone. "Costco?" "Butcher Boys." Tracy pulls his phone from a pocket. "Hello, I'm from the university" - the catchall preamble for unorthodox inquiries.
I'm the Waiter, you know!
My rite of passage into my brave new world, life on the road.
Where, incidentally, a holiday meal was not being served. My mother worked as a waitress at Palmer's Supper
Clerks get into the damnedest wrangles
which is the way they help me.
highway after the boy.
There are times, like after a long day of work, when the thought of an easy drive-through is enticing. But then I remember how crappy I felt when I ate fast food in the past, and it inspires me to head to the grocery store or my local farmer's market and whip up an easy but healthier option.
The radio ad "Hi, I'm Jeff Healey from the Jeff Healey Band. Don't drink and drive. I don't". Well, I hope you don't drive sober either Mr. Healey. You're blind for God's sake!
Preferred entering through the front.
I saw a sign it said left lane closed so I went someplace else.
There is something universal about being stood up in a city restaurant between one and two - a spiritual no-man's-land, whose blasted trees, entrenchments, and ratholes we all share, disarmed by the gullibility of our hearts.
The designated driver program, it's not a desirable job. But if you ever get sucked into doing it, drop them off at the wrong house.
It's one of those places that are supposed to be very sophisticated and all, and the phonies are coming in the window.
I get speeding ticket like everybody else. If the restaurant is full I'm waiting in line like everybody else.
Back then, before the Internet, you had these paper catalogs that you ordered all the food from. So, we flipped through the catalogs, looked up the food we wanted, called them up, and they would show up in trucks.
The reason Steve Herrell's shop did so well is that it was famous for having a line! People brought folks from out of town to have the experience.
I've been doin' drive-bys all of my life. Except the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike.
I aint drive here I got chauffeured
If the store were your own business, you'd escort the customer to a product's location in the store and refer to the customer by name.
the sort of place you went when you had no other options.
If there isn't a parking space out front or I can't see my car from the window, we're eating somewhere else.
to get some brandy for my
A sip of wine, a cigarette, And then it's time to go. I tidied up the kitchenette; I tuned the old banjo. I'm wanted at the traffic-jam. They're saving me a seat.
In McAnally's pub and grill, there aren't any service people. According to Mac, if you can't get up and walk over to pick up your own order, you don't need to be there at all.
And for all of you at home, you are all welcome to visit my store. You are also welcome to park off you motherparking parks, and go park yourself. But remember, don't park in a handicapped spot.
Stop the traffic...let 'em through...
If you live in poor neighborhoods - I know from living in several poor neighborhoods - the worst supermarkets in the city are in the poorest neighborhoods, where people don't have cars.
There were two display windows, one on each side of the door, and in the windows were ... well, books. What this street really needed was a bar.
Our grocery store now has self-checkout, for your convenience. It's like getting punched in the throat, for your comfort.
department store, but because your body requires high-quality nutrients
Do you know if there's a supermarket in this mall?" The voice is young. And white. Morris discovers he can breathe again. "Safeway," he says, without turning. He has no idea if there's a supermarket in the mall or not. "Oh. Okay. Thanks.
Now, have I ever been tempted to break into a Krispy Kreme doughnut store in the middle of the night? Oh, yeah. God help us if I had a minibar stocked with cheesecake and chicken-fried steak.
Well, at least you know it works this time," she said, getting on behind him. "If we crash into the parking lot of a Key Food, I'll kill you, you know that?"
"Don't be ridiculous," said Jace. "There are no parking lots on the Upper East Side. Why drive when you can get your groceries delivered?
the road, so he must have driven the
Hang up and drive!
Do this. Don't do that. Stay back in line. Where's tax receipt? Fill out form. Let's see license. Submit six copies. Exit only. No left turn. No right turn. Queue up and pay fine. Take back and get stamped. Drop dead - but first get permit.
At the sales counter, the human race's greatest confrontation with existence, there were no yesterdays, no history to be relived, only an intense transactional present.
I was street smart, but unfortunately the street was Rodeo Drive.
Several sellers of hot meat pies and sausages in a bun had appeared from nowhere and were doing a brisk trade. [Footnote: They always do, everywhere. No-one sees them arrive. The logical explaination is that the franchise includes the stall, the paper hat and a small gas-powered time machine.]
I'll take my alkaloid diuretics wherever I can get them. If there isn't a 7-11 in the vicinity, a Winchell's donut shop is Plan B. The joe at both places is almost indistinguishable, like the difference between Johnny Walker and Cutty Sark, but only cab drivers and hobos draw such fine distinctions.
parking lot at Cris's apartment. The Chinese restaurant was packed. Cris's apartment was dark, but yellow light and dance music blared from the windows of the apartment next door. "Why
I'm from New York, so I'm not a big driver.
Close the playand keep the store open nights.
Some things look better inside of the store.
But I'm hungry. I bypass the line and smile to myself when the peeps behind me mumble complaints. Telling their families and friends about "this dick in the snack line" will be the highlight of their day.
Don't drink and drive. But if you do, call me.
Just drive, rock star. Drive fast. Very fast. Because I've got a shopping list ten miles long of the things you're going to be doing to me.
When stuck, hit the road.
The courteous driver keeps a safe distance between cars and doesn't drive like one plane trying to refuel another.
CUSTOMER: If I were to, say ... meet the love of my life in this bookshop, what section do you think they would be standing in?
sweeping out of shops, and the
The driver drove by roadway Braille
Sometimes at drive-thrus I go into Winnie the Pooh and ask for a jar of honey.
I'm too sexy for a grocery store.
Here's the thing, you just have to drive a lot faster, and if you don't get there, we're both fired.
neighbors, I ran errands for Mo's
Cars were stopped in the middle of roads so people could run into discount clothing stores.
the style of delivery by the "Closer" which is crucial to the sale..
Oversized retail operations of the sort that are called "outlets" (as if they were sewer drains rather than shopping locations).
Much of my youth was spent in the parking lot or inside a Dunkin' Donuts.
I love the fast lane.
If you think fast food is hittin a deer att 65 miles per hr..
you might be a redneck
After failing four times and after working for other people and realizing that nobody paid attention to the food like they should have, we wanted to just pay attention to the food and service.
What kind of motel sells condoms?"
"My favorite kind of motel?
In America, diner food or roadside barbecue is the best road food, but I am not a fan of eating while driving - too messy.
I live right next to a grocery store and I don't know if it's the bachelor in me, but I just go in and shop for what I need for the day. I'm an idiot because I don't shop for the whole week. The check out clerks always crack jokes about the fact that I'm in there sometimes twice a day.
through them all - no, they hadn't been open for service that day and no, there hadn't been anyone at the restaurant; yes, everything was up to code and she had a
My favorite place to shop is: any Duane Reade.
I'm not really into gourmet food; I'm the kind of guy who just stops by a place that looks good rather than heading for the restaurant of the moment.
took the bottle of Texas Driver out
We're sorta like 7-Eleven. We're not always doing business, but we're always open.
People go to restaurants for so many different reasons. To court a girl, to make some deal. Maybe to talk to some lawyer about how to get an alimony settlement better than they got last week.
We're going to go to something called a restaurant.Cody explains from the back seat of the car that it's what people do when they don't want to cook at home. Or when they want better food than what their mother can make.
Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.
Waiting at the wrong place, most like.
A 7-11 parking lot beat down is how life is.
You go to Main Street, and Wal-Mart is coming to town and kicking out all the mom and pop stores. All the people that were in the mom and pop stores are now working for Wal-Mart.
They always give you three ketchup packets. When you go back up and ask for more, the guy handing them out always treats you like you're taking from his personal stash. "Looks like my kids aren't having ketchup tonight."
Sometimes the proprietors of the little juke joints gave me a couple dollars. I loved that. I'd go back next Saturday.
The code of the road is, if there is anything to eat, eat; if there is a place to sit, sit; if there is a restroom, go.
She pulled up to the garage in front of Nordstrom (no matter where she was going in the mall, she liked to enter through Nordstrom)
shopping trolleys
I run with a credit card and a cell phone, so when there is not a 7-Eleven around, like some of the country roads out there, I can get him to deliver a pizza to me. And I kind of give them a coordinate, a corner.
It can be tough when you're on the road, but I think food is meant to be enjoyed, so whenever we go to a new place, we look for the specialty item there.
There's a destination,a little up the road. From the habitations and the towns we know. A place we saw the lights turn low. The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Keep Right on to the End of the Road
I'm a fast foodie - like, a foodie, but with food courts. I'd love to go with all my friends to a food court that's also a buffet - with unlimited orange chicken from Panda Express, curly fries from Arby's, Hawaiian pizza from Sbarro, and Coke Zero. I'm a simple man with simple pleasures.
My very first job was a cashier at Burger King in Tucson, Arizona. And I occasionally worked the drive-thru. I'd go wherever I was needed! My second job was at Dairy Queen. I stayed in the fast food royalty.