This week has been Grand Opening Week at the newest Chick-Fil-A. At the last grand opening, Jonathan was just on loan to a new location, and he felt it, but this time around it’s with his operator and his manager and the management staff he knows and appreciates. It feels like a family event.
They knew they were going to have a good grand opening when people were knocking on the windows of the store last week asking if they could buy chicken, but no one anticipated the opening they actually experienced yesterday. They sold $8000 more in product than their best estimates. They ranked within the top five openings ever nation wide. They literally sold out of everything and put in emergency orders for more food, more packaging and more people for today.
In the midst of the whirlwind, the general manager and the store’s operator managed to send a message specifically to me via my husband as he came in after midnight last night. The message was, “Ask her to hold on! I know she’s close and uncomfortable, but please, ask her to hold on! We really need you.”
We’re delighted for Mark (the operator) to be so successful in this venture, but it’s pretty flattering that the impending birth of our daughter is even included in their thoughts right now.
And as far as holding on, I’ll do my best, but babies tend to have a mind of their own. Despite the best laid plans.