Work at a Burger King in Chicago. Swear on my life that 3 minutes before close this guy in a coat with a walking stick comes in orders whopper, picks up his order, and then takes a crown with him. I lock the door and he goes over to this SUV where he shouts, "I AM the Burger King." before it drives off. Please Mr. Dresden, come back you were the only interesting thing that happened that day.
Come back Mr. Dresden!