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I went round Oakwood drive-thru on the way home to grab some food last night and noticed this notice in the window.

If you can’t read the notice it says…

For the Safety & Security of both our customers and staff this restaurant is remotely monitored with a direct contact to the Police.

This means that they have a security office somewhere monitoring the cameras to make sure there isn’t someone up to no good. My question is though, what is a “direct contact to the Police”? I mean, that implies to me they can contact the police directly.

But, I can do that. The Police gave me their phone number too. I would imagine most people have it actually, it’s quite easy to remember, it’s only three digits.

It’s finally happened. I finally beat everyone else to work.

Only by 2 minutes, Nick turned up with Tom just after I had arrived but never the less. Good job I didn’t turn up really early really, I was going to be in well before I actually made it in but a combination of having to load my car up with more stuff than I was expecting and increased traffic (which is probably what slowed everyone else down though) I was delayed somewhat.

I did however find Craig working drive thru at Oakwood which was a pleasant suprise. Apparently he hadn’t quite sobered up from last night yet, so he was in the right place for a recovery breakfast when he did. Good times.

We headed over to Oakwood McDonald’s for dinner this evening.

As I pulled in I found a BMW parked across the pedestrian crossing which then started to reverse and almost went straight into me. I presumed he was just picking someone up and was about to leave so I thought nothing of it.

However as we walked back round we saw the guy in the car talking to some youths and hand them a small bag of something.

We headed inside and having been asked what I wanted I replied, “you know, there is someone selling drugs outside.” The shift manager then disappears off and doesn’t return for 10 minutes. I went out to see if something bad had actually happened – no sign of the shift manager but the car was still sat there and greeted me with a

what the fuck you looking at?

Luckily, having gone back inside the shift manager re-appeared 5 minutes later so I don’t really know what happened there. Maybe he actually did get killed and replaced with some kind of evil clone. Who knows. The important thing is I didn’t get stabbed, which I think is a line I’m going to end most of my stories on from now on ;).