Personal Narrative: The Girl Behind The Red Counter

A quick stop to the Five Guys, in Winter Garden Village, during rush hour is interesting but rewarding. The smell of the peanuts and beef hits my nose as soon as I had entered and I crave their food even more. As I enter the restaurant, I am first met with a stack of white bags filled with Idaho potatoes right in front of the door. To get to the cash register I turn to the right to go around the potato sacks to the bright red counter. As I pass the potatoes I see news clippings on the wall of food critics praising their burgers. The girl behind the cash register takes my order and while I hand her my card I look around behind her to the open kitchen. Behind the counter is where the grill is frying the patties. About ten people in matching …show more content…
I move over to the left and down the aisle to the fountain drink machine and fill cup with fruit punch. To my left there are condiment dispensers and to my left is a box filled with free complimentary peanuts. Behind me is the also red counter where they will call out my number on my receipt. I walk up with my drink in hand and wait for my number to be called. The nearby tables are all filled up with people. Plus, children keep walking past. During their rush hour mostly parents and children fill up the restaurant. I look over the counter into the open kitchen again and see the table where the employees assemble the burgers. Next to that is where the fries are. After putting the fries into the bag an employee calls out the order number and hands it to the customer. I always seem to be about five people behind when I’m waiting, and being so close to the fries, which has a very appealing nutty smell which makes me even more hungry. Luckily I can take a few sips of my fruit punch to sustain me. When my number is finally called I get my food and make my way past the peanuts, past the fountain drink machine, past the potatoes, and out the door to my