I was driving to Tampa on Monday afternoon to visit my grandpa. I live kind of near Orlando, so it's a pretty easy drive down I-4. About halfway there, I was starting to get tired, so I ran by a McDonalds in a REALLY nice part of town (i.e. lots of spoiled rich kids) to get a cheeseburger and a coke to keep me awake. I went through the drive thru because I frankly didn't feel like getting out (I've been packing all week, sue me). The car in front of me was taking FOREVER to order, and after I put my window down, I got to hear why.
Me: ta-daa!
Car: Idiots in the car
DT: Poor drive thru person
Car: Yeah, and I want a wrap. No, I want a salad. No, I think I want a wrap salad (or some other random thing) No, not with *couldn't hear*, with *this*! (rudely).
DT: Ok, is tha-
Car: Oh, and I want a fruit bowl!
DT: A what?
Car: Oh, nevermind! *random yelling, etc*
I pull through and pay and get my food, and the idiots are pulled off to the side of the drive thru doing some sort of a chinese fire drill it appears (half of them are out of the car). I'm feeling particularly snarky, so I roll my window down.
Me: excuse me, have you ever worked food service? (to the driver)
Car: Me? No.
Me: Well I have, and you were incredibly rude back there. That was completely uncalled for.
Car: Well, it wasn't me. It was them (pointing to his passengers). They're *whispers loudly* drunk.
Me: That's NOT an excuse. *drives off*
Honestly, it's 4pm on a Monday and your friends are smashed enough to be that rude to a poor drive thru guy? I think you need some new friends.
I felt so bad for the poor guy, I was really nice to him to make up for the idiots.
Me: ta-daa!
Car: Idiots in the car
DT: Poor drive thru person
Car: Yeah, and I want a wrap. No, I want a salad. No, I think I want a wrap salad (or some other random thing) No, not with *couldn't hear*, with *this*! (rudely).
DT: Ok, is tha-
Car: Oh, and I want a fruit bowl!
DT: A what?
Car: Oh, nevermind! *random yelling, etc*
I pull through and pay and get my food, and the idiots are pulled off to the side of the drive thru doing some sort of a chinese fire drill it appears (half of them are out of the car). I'm feeling particularly snarky, so I roll my window down.
Me: excuse me, have you ever worked food service? (to the driver)
Car: Me? No.
Me: Well I have, and you were incredibly rude back there. That was completely uncalled for.
Car: Well, it wasn't me. It was them (pointing to his passengers). They're *whispers loudly* drunk.
Me: That's NOT an excuse. *drives off*
Honestly, it's 4pm on a Monday and your friends are smashed enough to be that rude to a poor drive thru guy? I think you need some new friends.
I felt so bad for the poor guy, I was really nice to him to make up for the idiots.
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