Where everybody knows your name........

Or only the girl at the counter knows our name. One of our (Chet and mine) places to go for Sunday lunch after church is Chapps burgers in NRH. We go there about once every 2-4 weeks. That is really not that often. Anyway, we decide to go there Sunday. We go up the counter I give my order. Chet usually gets the same as me only this time he changes it up a little. After you place your order they ask for your name. Instead of asking for a name, the girl taking the order says "Chet, right". We look at each other like, Whaaa, she knows our name (well Chet's name). How can this be, we don't eat here everyday. Then she proceeds to say "you usually get the same thing as your wife, don't you"? Now we are even more surprised that she knows not only our name but our order!! This girl is good.
It took my back to my days of working at good ol' Clown Burger in Haltom City. Yep, that's what I said, Clown Burger. The establishment is over 60 years old. Well, the original establishment has been bulldozed but the business still lives on over off Haltom Road and Stanley Keller.
For those who are reading this (Laura S.), I didn't have to wear a clown suit or red nose or crazy wig. It was just a place to work during high school. I ended up working there for 4 years. It's probably the reason I got my job as a teacher in Birdville. Ask me and I'll tell you that story later.
Oh, those were the days........going home smelling like a greasy burger, YUCK!!