Disclaimer: This
story is actually only funny if you have ever gone through a drive thru with
me. Now that I think about it, this
story is really only funny to me, but that’s what it’s all about, amusing
myself. So enjoy another insight into
the way my brain works.
Whenever we get sodas/pop/cola/Coke, which, by the way, Coke
is considered any type of carbonated liquid in certain parts of the states,
Example:
Very nice hostess: “Would
you like a Coke?
Me: Sure, thanks.
Hostess: What kind
would you like? 7-up? Rootbeer?
Dr. Pepper? Pepsi?”
Me: I will take a Dr. Pepper, please. (<inside
my head> Seriously, Pepsi is DEFINITELY not Coke. Are you honestly trying to pass Pepsi off as
Coke? Puhleeze.)
From the drive-thru it is imperative that you check to make
sure you have the correct flavor before leaving the parking lot. Imperative.
Period.
Case in point:
From Lethal Weapon 2:
[after receiving the wrong order at
the drive-thru]
Leo Getz: They FUCK YOU at the drive-thru, okay? They FUCK YOU at the drive-thru! They know you're gonna be miles away before you find out you got fucked! They know you're not gonna turn around and go back, they don't care. So who gets fucked? Ol' Leo Getz! Okay, sure! I don't give a fuck! I'm not eating this tuna, okay?
Leo Getz: They FUCK YOU at the drive-thru, okay? They FUCK YOU at the drive-thru! They know you're gonna be miles away before you find out you got fucked! They know you're not gonna turn around and go back, they don't care. So who gets fucked? Ol' Leo Getz! Okay, sure! I don't give a fuck! I'm not eating this tuna, okay?
I am obnoxious (read as OCD) about checking the drinks. OBNOXIOUS.
I am beyond angry if I have to hurry out of the parking lot only to find
out my Coke is diet.
Yesterday we were at Burger King to get a few Jr. Whoppers
and I told the girls we would grab the burgers, but then we’d hit Mickey Dees
for the Cokes. McD’s Cokes are only a $1
and we all agree that they taste waaaay better than any other Coke. I told them we would get cups of water at
Burger King to wash down the burgers.
The smiley girl at the window handed me the cups of water (OBVIOUSLY
water) and I passed them around and then said to my kids, “Now you make sure
they’re water because I’m not coming back.
Seriously, check them. Take a
drink. I am NOT coming back.” Just so you know, I was the only one that
checked. I had to make my point.
Aud was cracking up.
I was cracking up. Em gave me an
eye roll.
I LOVE eye rolls from teenagers!!!! Girl, this is nothing. You just wait. Just wait.
Soon, very soon in your future I will cause you to express much more
than an eye roll. And I will die
laughing.
Three teenage girls will be very challenging, but so will
I. This is going to be fun!!! Unless I’m in jail for killing them, and then
not so much.
GAME ON!!!!!
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