Let me regale you with a harrowing tale of my recent Chick-fil-A drive through escapade. Imagine this; A hungry soul, eagerly awaiting their golden deliciousness of 12 piece chicken nuggets from what is Chick-fil-A complete with waffle fries and drink. I went to the window, heart aflutter and was left with a "Have a blessed day" by the young man in the window. I proceed to go back home and checked the bag only to find out the unthinkable, they didn't put in my chick-fil-a sauce. Now, I'm not going to be dramatic but let me tell you, the absence of the sacred Chick-fil-A sauce from my meal left me feeling like I had just been cheated on in a relationship. It is the equivalent of going to your favorite bands concert and them not playing your favorite song. The tangy perfection that is the Chick-Fil-A sauce haunts my taste buds still, mocking me with its absence. In conclusion, Chick-fil-A, please don't forget the sauce. I depend on it. And to those embarking on a Chick-fil-A journey, please remember to always check your bag for your sauce before driving off into a sauceless abyss. It's a wacky world out there. Be safe.