Over the past six months or so, we've been watching the destruction of the Burger King up the street from our house. And for a while, there was a sign in front of the wreckage that read "Closed for remodeling." But I think it was just giving BK broiler addicts some false hope, because the construction that has recently developed looks like the beginnings of a miniature strip mall and not a renovated fast food joint.
Whenever Matt and I drive by the construction zone, we speculate on what might be in store for our neighborhood. In our most pessimistic moments, we envision an InkStop. And if you've been paying any attention to the placement of InkStops throughout the country, you'll know that they are usually accompanied by a Pet Supplies "Plus." Both would be very unuseful for us, seeing as how we rarely purchase ink and have no pets. There would probably also be a tanning salon. Oh, and perhaps a small Burger King to appease the Whopper fans.
However, when I'm feeling optimistic, I imagine that we're getting a Chipotle, a Starbucks and Dryclean Depot, which cleans most garments for $1.99. If there's room left over, I guess they can bring back the Burger King. I do like french fries and a milkshake from time to time.
