This Didn't Happen (To Me)

I reached Chipotle at 7:02
And though the doors opened,
And a girl remained behind the counter,
The manager came out and refused to serve me.
“You’re too late. It’s after closing.”

Why was this Chipotle closing hours early?

But more than that, I was simply overwhelmed with
Hunger, so that I wondered if I might faint,
Or if hypoglycemic tears would soften this
Stone-faced tormentor, who refused to release
The mounds of food waiting
For burrito bowls.

This was but a nap time nightmare for me.

In reality, for some, food is never released.