Can I just have some Cheerios?

Robbie had a fever today which makes him daycare ineligible for tomorrow. So Sam, Robbie, and I headed out to drop my sub plans off for tomorrow at school since I have to take the day off and then we decided to pick up some fast food since it was so late. We decided to go to the Steak-n-Shake in Avon and the following occurred.

While we are waiting in the drive-thru...

Robbie: "Do they have toys here?"

Sam: "No, they don't."

Robbie: "What do they have then?"

Me: "They have food."

Robbie: "BUT WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT?"

You can't see the children's menu until you are right up to the ordering place, so I tell Sam what I want and then turn around to figure out what Robbie wants.

While I am having this little conversation with Robbie, (Do you want grilled cheese? No. Do you want a corn dog? No. Do you want chicken fingers? No.) Sam very clearly tells the Steak-n-Shake speakerbox "I want a number 3 combo with a root beer and a number 4 combo, large sized, with a coke. And I also..." he turns and whispers, "Robbie what do you want?" to which Robbie yells at the top of his lungs "I WANT TO GO TO MCDONALDS!" McDonalds is right next door and we are all exhausted, so he turns back to the speakerbox and says, "I guess that's it."

Speakerbox guy says, "So let me repeat this: You want a Frisco Melt with a Large Root Beer and a Bacon Cheeseburger with a Large Coke."

Sam: "No. The #3 combo was a Regular size. The #4 combo was the Large size."

Speakerbox guy: "Oh so the rootbeer is large and the Diet Coke is regular."

Sam: "We didn't order a Diet Coke. Let me just start over. I want a REGULAR sized #3 combo with a Root Beer and a LARGE sized #4 combo with a COKE, not diet coke."

This time there is a completely new voice on the speaker. A manager maybe?

Speakerbox manager: "OK, Sir, let me repeat this: You want a Frisco Melt combo with a root beer and a Bacon Cheeseburger combo, large sized, with a coke? What would you like on that burger?"

Sam tells him and we pull around to pay and pickup our order.

Around the corner, the pickup window opens and the guy at the window says, "You had the Frisco and the Bacon Cheeseburger, right?" Sam says yes and then he closes his window.

Thirty seconds later, someone different opens the window and says, "You had the two large root beers, right?"

Sam: "No. We had a LARGE coke and a regular rootbeer."

Original window guy comes over and sort of pushes new window guy away. "You didn't have two rootbeers?"

At this point Sam and I are hoping to just get SOME food and hopefully pay for only the food we actually ordered. They hand us a bag of food, two drinks (which we taste and seem correct), and a receipt that is not itemized. We dig through the bag and get the itemized receipt, and all seems to be correct. We drive next door and get a Happy Meal for Robbie.

At home, we unpack the food. Robbie (who is feeling poorly) says, "I don't want to eat this. Can I just have some cheerios?"