So, Andrew, I did really go outside the perimeter today for a closing in Kennesaw.  On my way, I stopped at the [tag]Chick-fil-A on Barrett Parkway[/tag].  Let me just say this experience was a bit surreal.  First, I walk in and go to wash my hands in the ladies room, and there I find, not just toilets and a sink, but mouthwash, fresh plants and flowers, lotion, tampons (if needed) and air freshener.  What?  Where am I?  Am I in a 4 star restaurant?  No, I am at the friggin Chick-fil-A.

I am ordering at the counter where everyone is smiling like crazy because they seem to enjoy their job so much, and then as I get my food, a gentleman, Ralph Stephens, offers me a fork for my coleslaw, then offers to take my tray to a table outside and tries to get napkins for me. Jesus.  He and I chatted, and he indeed is the owner of this fine establishment.  This guy ain’t fooling around.  This little chain location rocks.  I did notice that for once, a Chick-fil-A was not playing contemporary Christian rock.  In fact, he was playing oldies but goodies.  I had often wondered if the franchises had to play Christian rock, but Ralph told me no.  Good to know.

Anyway, if you are ever at the [tag]Target on Barrett Parkway[/tag], stop in to visit Ralph and his fabulous restaurant – and certainly make time to wash your hands in the “powder room.”

The mouthwash (small cups are provided of course) in the ladies restroom in the Chick-fil-A.