Mercy Mercy Me
Dear Cashier at the In-N-Out in Barstow,
I’d like to apologize for the incident on Friday. The whole thing was completely unintentional. You really do seem like a nice girl, and I truly hope that I didn’t give you the wrong idea.
You see, I picked up a Marvin Gaye album ("Gold," a double album best-of sort of thing which I couldn’t recommend enough) before my trip to Vegas. It’s been a while since I bought a truly quality album, and I figured that a four hour drive would be as good a time as any to treat myself.
While I was waiting in the drive-through line, "Trouble Man" came on. Now, that’s one of my all time very favorite Marvin Gaye songs. It isn’t my theme song, but sometimes I wish that it was. Needless to say, I’m compelled to turn the stereo up when it comes on. Way up.
I was as surprised as you were that "Let’s Get It On" was the next song on the album. It was the first time I had listened to it, and I simply had no idea that such an easily-recognizable and suggestive song would come blaring top-volume out of my car at the exact moment I pulled up to your window.
The next part I’ll admit was sort of my fault a little bit in a certain way. When you looked back at me with shock and surprise, it probably would have been best for me to turn the music down or off or apologize or something. Ask about the fries, perhaps check in on the availability of extra salt or catsup or whatever, change the drink to a diet. Something along those lines at any rate. I just sort of froze up. It was an awkward situation. Winking at you was the first thing that came to my mind, so I ran with it.
Anyway, thanks for making the burger and what have you happen. I really enjoyed it. You guys make a quality product, and the courteous service really is the icing on the cake. Also, I’m sorry for any sort of misunderstanding regarding the song and the winking and the getting it on. You were a good sport about the whole thing, and I do appreciate that.
Thanks for understanding,
Corey