# 9 Shaking My Bootie: Another Wendy's Moment
So there I was, still working at Wendy's. As soon as we closed we would crank up the tunes. One night a particularly good song was playing, and I was dancing through my chores. I had to bend over to load the cups into the drive-thru drinks area.
Some of you have probably already guessed what comes next... Yes, my behind was facing the drive-thru window, and was about level with it. The cup dispencers were nearly empty. I was bent over loading them for a L.O.N.G. time. And dancing through the entire thing. Or at least my butt was bopping up and down and all around.
When I finished loading the cups I stood up and twirled on one foot toward the window, outside of which an incredibly good-looking man sat in his car laughing his own butt off. Instead of running out of sight, I actually opened the window to tell him we were closed. He was still laughing when he drove off, and no, he didn't ask for my phone number.
Wendy's probably has a lot of stories to tell about many of us. hahaha
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