Once upon a time… in the magical land of roast beef and curly fries… there was a girl absolutely dominating her shift at Arby’s. She knew the menu. She knew the sauces. She was the sauce. Then one day… management said the words that would change her life forever: “We have a new hire.” Enter: Kyle. Bright-eyed. Slightly confused. Probably holding the headset backwards. And who did they assign to train him? ✨ Me. ✨ Yes. I was his trainer. His mentor. His roast-beef-sandwich sensei. I showed him the sacred ways: How to survive the lunch rush. How to not overfill the fry boat. The importance of properly distributing the Arby’s sauce. And most importantly… how to keep up with me. 😌 Little did he know, this was not just employee orientation… This was fate orientation. Some people meet in college. Some people meet through friends. We met over a fryer and a drive-thru headset. Did sparks fly immediately? Or was it just grease from the curly fries? We may never know. But somewhere between “Welcome to Arby’s” and “Can you restock the sauces?”… something beautiful began. I trained him on the register… And apparently… he was training for my heart the whole time. 🥹 Now here we are. From roast beef sandwiches to forever plans. From clocking in… To locking in. 💍✨ Moral of the story? Never underestimate minimum wage and maximum chemistry. Arby’s: We Have the Meats™ And apparently… the soulmates too. 💕🍟