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The art of knowing every stupid combo price and being able to name the idiot who always messes up your order like they’re your ex.

I know your combo 3 is $5.99 and your order is gonna be wrong because Tim works the noon shift and he’s high.

You think you’re getting a burger but it’s a sandwich and Tim’s still high.

I can predict your order being wrong before you even say ‘hello’ because it’s Thursday and Tim’s high.

When you’re so deep in the sauce of Jack in the Box that you can tell which employee is gonna drop your fry and which one is gonna forget your drink.

Your drink is missing and it’s because Lisa forgot it and she’s mad at her boyfriend.

Your fry is on the floor and it’s because Mike dropped it and he’s mad at Lisa.

Your order is wrong and it’s because Tim forgot everything and he’s still high.

Being so obsessed with Jack in the Box that you can name every employee and know which ones are gonna mess up your order like it’s a personal grudge.

Your order is wrong because Lisa’s grumpy and she hates Tim.

Your fry is missing because Mike forgot it and he’s mad at Lisa.

Your combo is $5.99 and Tim’s still high and he forgot everything.

Knowing every stupid combo price and being able to yell at the employee who messes up your order like they owe you money.

Your order is wrong and I’m gonna yell at Tim because he’s high and he forgot everything.

Your fry is missing and I’m gonna yell at Mike because he dropped it and he’s mad at Lisa.

Your drink is missing and I’m gonna yell at Lisa because she forgot it and she’s mad at her boyfriend.

When you’re so in tune with Jack in the Box that you know every employee’s schedule and can predict their mistakes before they even happen.

Your order is wrong because Tim works the noon shift and he’s always high.

Your fry is missing because Mike works the afternoon shift and he’s always grumpy.

Your drink is missing because Lisa works the night shift and she’s always mad at her boyfriend.

You don’t just know the combo prices. You live them. You breathe them. You yell at the employees who mess up your order like they’re your ex.

Your order is wrong and I’m yelling at Tim like he’s my ex and he’s still high.

Your fry is missing and I’m yelling at Mike like he’s my ex and he’s grumpy.

Your drink is missing and I’m yelling at Lisa like she’s my ex and she’s mad at her boyfriend.