Chick-fil-a opened up for the first time in Illinois by our place, so I told my mom to try it out since I used to have it all the time back in school in our student center. Now, in school, there wasn't a busboy to come pick your tray and shit up for you, but apparently every Chick-fil-a has one. So this high school kid walks by and picks our stuff up, wipes our table down, and then moves on to the next table. My mom was so impressed, she gave him a $2 tip. The kid was grateful, but he didn't know wtf was going on. It was embarrassing but whatever, it made the kid's day.
Also, drove over three hours to try Jack in the Box for the first time. It was somewhere in Northeast Indiana and so we drove from Cincy to it, got it and drove back. We had nothing to do that Saturday and people were raving on and on about it. Wasn't worth the fucking drive, but whatever.
Ohio cops are fags, btw.