King me! Haha, that's just a checkers/hamburgers joke to lighten the mood, because I had a bit of a bad visit to this Burger K. I was eating a Jr. Whopper alone, when I was hit by a salt packet. I looked up to see the door-flap on the garbage can swing shut, but I couldn't see anyone else in the dining room. When I finished eating, I went to throw away my wrappers and was startled to find a man crouching inside. I was doubly startled to discover it was Mark Wendy, whom I'd met recently at a different restaurant. Anyway, he tried to strike up a conversation, but I felt very uncomfortable, so I excused myself. Before I left, though Mark asked me to put my trash in there on him. He immediately went to work eating my plastic cup. I really wish it had just been like a regular garbage can.