I stopped by a Whataburger restaurant last night for some take-out. Some of you just read that last sentence with no difficulty or questions whatsover. Others of you, depending on the where you live, have absolutely no idea “what a Whataburger is!” The fast food chain had its origins in 1950 in Corpus Christi, Texas, and now boasts over 700 stores, mostly in Texas, Oklahoma, New Mexico, and Louisiana, although you can also find Whataburgers in certain parts of Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, and Florida. When I moved to Texas 12 years ago, I started seeing Whataburgers all over the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex, but it was still several more years before I actually visited one. I guess it was just a little “outside the burger box” for me. The stores feature a signature A-frame roof with orange and white stripes. Menu items have unique nomenclature like Whatameals (combos) and Justaburger (the less expensive, stripped-down model of the hamburger). However, I finally came to accept that the food is really quite good, and it has entered the fast food rotation in the Pyles family.

Anyway, I stepped up to the counter at Whataburger last night and ordered a Whatachick’n sandwich to go. As I placed my order, the pleasant, smiling young lady (and apparent new employee) behind the cash register turned to her manager and asked, “Is a Whatachick’n the fish?” Now, I know that some of the menu items have unusual names and I can appreciate that this may have been the young lady’s first night on the job, but still! “Is a Whatachick’n the fish?!?” The manager patiently explained, “The Whatacatch is the fish. Whatachick’n is chicken.” “Oh,” the cashier replied, “I still get those two confused!”

If you are expecting me to tie this story in to some awesomely powerful spiritual message or a cleverly relevant life application, I’m afraid you are going to have to fill in those blanks for yourself. I can’t stop laughing long enough to think about it.