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May. 23rd, 2007 07:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nano_mooseThere are several things I did not anticipate about (wo)manning a drive-through window.
One of those things is the disconcerting number of dogs. Frequently they are poking their noses over the shoulders of their owners, sometimes they stare at me, deeply unimpressed, from the backs of semi-trailers. One woman had a small fluffy puppy in the crook of her elbow. She was in the driver's seat, the other arm at various times driving the car, finding her wallet and scratching between the puppy's ears.
As they give me money and I give them change, I occasionally wonder how wise it is to hand these drivers flimsy bags full of generally meat products past the noses of their often large dogs.
Fortunately, that's not yet in my job description, so I can at least finish my shift without wondering if I've indirectly contributed to our city's appalling road death toll.
I kinda feel sorry for the dogs, though.
One of those things is the disconcerting number of dogs. Frequently they are poking their noses over the shoulders of their owners, sometimes they stare at me, deeply unimpressed, from the backs of semi-trailers. One woman had a small fluffy puppy in the crook of her elbow. She was in the driver's seat, the other arm at various times driving the car, finding her wallet and scratching between the puppy's ears.
As they give me money and I give them change, I occasionally wonder how wise it is to hand these drivers flimsy bags full of generally meat products past the noses of their often large dogs.
Fortunately, that's not yet in my job description, so I can at least finish my shift without wondering if I've indirectly contributed to our city's appalling road death toll.
I kinda feel sorry for the dogs, though.
