There are certain people in life who are so pathetically sad, they have to get their jollies by torturing poor, innocent fast food workers.

First of all, you have the people who drive up to the window, and park as far away as possible. So you have to throw yourself out the window, with their eatable purchases outstreched. Of course, they do not take them from you right away. So you are stretched out in the freezing weather offering their food to them like some sort of orphan alter child offering food to the gods.

Then, you have the people, who instead of ordering things off the menu, like intelligent people. Have to make every item in their order special somehow. And then, once you give it to them, they act like they deserve it! Very annoying.

I could go on for quite awhile, and I realize this is a very shallow and petty post. But I have five papers to write, three weeks worth of math homework to do, a Psyc exam to prepare for, and A & P labs to prepare. So, laters!