Wednesday, February 17th, 2010

Bust A Rhyme

If you've been in or around the greater Chicagoland area, I guarantee you've heard about Portillo's. They are famous for their hot dogs, beef sandwiches, and chocolate cake shakes to name a few menu items. At every location, they have a little tradition. Like any fast food restaurant, you place your order, you get a number and then you wait for your order. When your order is ready, the people working the counter come up with a little rhyme. They do a decent job of mixing things up. It'll go something like this.

"Number 22, your order is due," or, "Number 2, I'm looking for you."

"Number 35, your order's arrived," or "Number 5, look alive."

Sometimes they cheat with 12. They'll say something like, "Number one-two, I'm calling on you."

As you can tell, they have a wide range of options. For the most part, the staff mixes up their rhymes. I have noticed though, they struggle with number seven. The only word I ever hear say is "heaven."

"Number seven, your order smells like heaven."

Any suggestions for them? I'm struggling to think of anything myself.