Kris and I went over to Andy's tonight for games night. I've been wanting an In-N-Out cheeseburger for a while now, so we stapped by the local store on the way. I have to say that I probably won't go again, having read about beef stories recently. I did, however, enjoy that last cheeseburger more than I probably should have.
So, we pull up to the drive-through window, YET ANOTHER anolomy in my normal behaviour. I hate the waste of sitting in a line with a car engine running. Not only are you sending polutants into the air, you're doing so without any benefit, you're not moving. Hate it.
I turned off the car, and moved as infrequently as possible in the line, to the frustration of both Kris and the drivers behind me.
And I'm okay with that.
So, we pulled up behind the car ordering. I rolled down my window, and was vaguely aware of the guy in front of us ordering two number twos, each of which include a cheeseburger, fries and some drink.
After the order, the person behind the speaker repeated the order. Just after she gave the total, the driver leaned over to his passenger, pausing for a bit, turned back to the speaker and asked, "Can I add a cheeseburger to that order? Just a cheeseburger." The speaker woman answered, "Sure," added the order, then repeated the order to the driver, "So, that's three cheeseburgers, two friends, a coke and a root beer. Your total is" something.
The driver then turned to his passenger, paused for a bit, turned back to the speaker and asked, "Can I add a cheeseburger to that order? Just a cheeseburger."
No, I did not just mistype that.
He proceeded to add items, one at a time, pausing between items, listening to the full order readback, before pausing again, then adding another item.
I believe I could have ordered seven times in the same time that man ordered.
Kris agrees.
Fortunately, the rest of the evening was annoyance-free.
