His eyes wide opened as he cried out with his mouth full "what is it, what is it"

        Those of us that decide this is the life we are going to lead, find it hard to eat healthy. catching a quick bite while working means standing up and scarfing down what ever is readily available. I'll eat when I get home, means hitting a drive through on the way home because you know there is nothing in the fridge but beer. 
          One night a buddy of mine and I got off work at the same time. After a couple of shift drinks, we headed to my house to catch a movie that was on TV. On the way we decided to grab our evening meal from a fast food drive through.  This restaurant wasn't in the best part of town and I'm sure their labor pool was slim pickins. We pulled up and placed our order of two burgers and two fries, to a faceless menu board that replied "pull up". The big girl at the window told me the total without looking at me. She held her hand out waiting for me to give her money. Without a word and still no eye contact, the big girl stuck out her hand with my change and our bagged dinner. My buddy and I chuckled at her attentiveness or lack of. We got to my house and settled in with a couple of beers, our bagged meal and the movie. I waisted no time diving into my burger, man it was great to be home and settled in. My buddy made a gag noise and I looked over at him. His eyes wide opened as he cried out with his mouth full"what is it, what is it?" I looked and hanging out of his mouth was a ketchup covered object that had flopped down on his chin and stuck. In horror I squealed "I don't know". He spit it onto the burger paper then ran to the bathroom to purge. I had to investigate. To my shock and amazement I was able to identify what appeared to be a track of a black woman's hair weave covers in ketchup. Needless to say neither of us were able to finish our meals and there wasn't enough beers in the house to wash that moment off our minds.