Fast food

Well, you don't like to go for the fast food thing. It's not good for you and you know it.

The other day, strapped for time and in a hurry, I did just that.

So I wheel into the drive up order line. I know precisely what I want and there are zero cars in front of me.

I get the usual greeting and begin to order. I am interrupted before I can say two words.

The person with the Star Wars like head set on says something, and I do not understand any of it.

So I ignore what she says and begin to repeat my order. Again I am interrupted.

By now I am pissed, and when I get to window someone is going to get a piece of my mind.

Now I emphatically blurt out my order and drive up to window.

I am really going to give someone a rough time.

I get to the window and I am greeted by this little gray haired lady, who is in her seventies.

She says with a really cute smile, that will be $5.80 please.

So I hand her the money and say, thank you very much.