🌀 The Giggle Siege: Zaxby’s Edition

🌀 The Giggle Siege: Zaxby’s Edition

Date: August 5, 2025

Tonight, I went to Zaxby’s just thinking I’d get some food—not a full-on gender identity comedy showdown in the drive-thru. But the universe had other plans.

The girl at the speaker was new. Like always, they asked for my name. I was in a good mood, so my voice was a little higher when I said, “It’s Caleb.” She misheard it as “Kayla” and started giggling. That got me giggling. I corrected her—“It’s Caleb”—but now we were both cracking up.

Then she asked, “Is there a girl in the car with you?”
I answered, “Maybe Maybe not.” 😏

I heard the rest of the staff laughing inside. They were on to me. I said, “I’m a guy,” and that sent us all over the edge giggling again.

That’s when the guy in the truck behind me hollered, “Would you two girls stop giggling and just order?! And you inside, take her order already!”

Without missing a beat, I dropped into the deepest voice I could summon and said:
“Who you calling a girl, sweetheart?”

His wife IMMEDIATELY facepalmed herself. He turned the color of Zaxby’s hot sauce.

I drove away buzzing with joy… until I took a sip of my drink.

It was unsweet tea.
And you know what? I can forgive the misgendering, the giggles, and even the chaos.
But unsweet tea?
That’s not a mistake. That’s sacrilege.


Because even in chaos and confusion, there's power in authenticity—and southern tea should always be sweet, just like the victory.

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