“Can I have twenty bagels, with twenty different toppings and toasted twenty different ways please?”
There goes a quarter tank of gas.
“Can I have forty two Iced Cappuccinos because the people behind me have nothing better to do than wait?”
Another quarter tank of gas, gone.
“What kind of donuts do you have? I just like wasting people’s time.”
Great, now I don’t have enough gas to get around the whole drive through. Thanks!!!
Perhaps the fella with the twenty bagels can push?