
My favorite burrito chain has also been Chipotle and I’ve tried other chains only to be dissapointed by a lack of fresh romaine lettuce or jalapeno corn salsa. I will admit that Mission Burrito comes in at a close second (due to their cilantro-lime rice and tomatillo salsa) but Freebirds doesn’t even rank third as far as I’m concerned. Who puts BBQ sauce on their burrito? Not me.
Today my friend Crystal and I went to Chipotle for some delicious burrito bowls since there’s no better way to celebrate a hot Houston day than by eating delicious fresh bowls of goodness for lunch. I ordered my bowl with the same ingredients I always order: rice, chicken, pico, medium salsa, corn salsa, a little cheese, and lettuce. I went down the line and waited to pay and was greeted by a cute Mexican guy who I always see working there (I always see him because I’m always there). I paid for my bowl and he responded with, “Thank you Lauren. See you tomorrow.” I replied, “Probably not tomorrow,” and he said, “Yea, we’ll see you tomorrow baby.”
WHAT? This guy knows my name. I go to Chipotle so frequently (and mostly use my debit card) that this guy actually knows my name. Not only does he know my name, he remembered it and called me it and I was using cash to pay. He didn’t look at my debit card today, he simply knew my name was Lauren. That is embarassing. This isn’t a “cool, I’m a regular like in Cheers” type of situation, this is a “lame, now they realize that I never cook and think the only food I consume is burritos” type situation.
How can I show my face again? How can I walk into Chipotle after this and pretend as though everyone in the joint isn’t thinking, “Wow Lauren is here again. How many time is that this week?” I mean, I don’t eat there more than once a week usually, but what if I do? Will they keep a tally? On the plus side though, being a regular at most places usually has its perks. After awhile you occasionally get free items right? Like maybe next time my drink will be on the house… or maybe next time I’ll wear a disguise so that maybe they won’t recognize me.
Posted: July 15th, 2009 under Uncategorized - No Comments.
Tags: burrito bowl, chipotle, sad day