Waiting — what seems like an eternity — for the order-taker to speak on the intercom
And when they do manage to speak, rushing up the employee before s/he properly greets you
Screaming at the top of your lungs your own imaginary fast food jingle
Contemplating life from the driver’s seat while watching satisfied indoor patrons grub on food with your car idling
Growing impatient with the time it takes for the drive-thru team to prepare your “simple” order
Having a case of the major munchies (and taking one last hit) before you arrive at the window
Making it to the front of the line, only to have a panhandler do a defensive snatch ‘n’ grab while the employee’s handing you your bag
Glancing past the cash register to see that the fast food employees would much rather dance than get those fries out of the oil vat
(Hey, at least they’re not spitting in your food, right?)
And, finally, when all that line-waiting agony is over, realizing they effed up your order
Sometimes it’s just better to go inside, bruh.
“Thank you, come again”: How To Be The Most Annoying Person At A Fast Food Drive Thru
