Last May, when Sam and I got back from China, we noticed that a nearby Burger King was tented. I was convinced it was due to a rodent problem, having never seen a BK tented for termites - they're generally made of cement and glass. The next day, when I went back to work, my suspicions were confirmed - apparently, there'd been a big news story about all the rats in the neighboring vacant lot and the spillover to the BK. Eeew!
Thankfully, we'd never eaten there, so I didn't have to freak out on a personal level. The tenting came off, business resumed. But every time we passed it, I referred to it as the RatBurger King. I guess everyone else did, too. When we got back from Israel, we noticed that the BK signs are gone and a temporary fence now surrounds the building.
Poor RatBurger King.
Unrelated: George, I just noticed that you wrote my 1000th comment! Pretend balloons and confetti fell from the ceiling.
Posted by Shokufeh at March 18, 2005 03:30 PM