This Really Happened
Dear and Patient Wife: I'd like a double Whopper with cheese combo...
Faceless drive-thru voice: I'm sorry, we're out of Whoppers.
Me: Wait, did you just say, Burger King guy, that you're out of Whoppers?
Faceless drive-thru voice: Yes.
Me: Am I being Punk'd?
It was then we saw the sign, hand-written and taped below the speaker box. It said (and this is verbatim, because I wrote it down):
We apologize but we are out of Whoppers. Also chicken sandwiches and chicken tenders and onion rings. We are also out of lettuce, tomato and mayonaise.
Well played, Burger King. Well played.