What in the world is going on? I know everyone can get upset if an item is missing from their fast food order, but are people really ready to make a spectacle of themselves by yelling at a bunch of total strangers over ranch dressing?
We talking about ranch. Not sweet & sour sauce. Not sweet & sour sauce. We talking about ranch. Not the sauce that goes out there and makes every chicken nuggets meal worthy of being my last. Not sweet & sour sauce. We talking about ranch, man. I mean, how silly is that? I know ranch is a Tier 1 salad dressing. I know that it more than holds its own as a dipping sauce, especially as the Robin to bleu cheese’s Batman when it comes to wings. I know that. And I'm not, I'm not shoving it aside, you know, like it don't mean anything. I know it’s important, I do. I honestly do.
But we’re talking about ranch man. I'm not going into a friend's home barefoot, let alone a fast food joint for a dressing I can get an entire bottle of for $1.99 when Hidden Valley puts the good stuff on sale. If you want to cross off dropping french fries into the fryer from your bucket list, let off some steam by yelling at some innocent fast food workers who handled this maniac PERFECTLY, or just wanted to twerk your ass in front of some total strangers, fine. But don't tell me that you are climbing through a window and going viral as a raving lunatic for anything less than sweet & sour sauce (or Chick-Fil-A Sauce even though I don’t think anyone has ever gotten mad inside of a Chick-Fil-A).