My husband and I went on a trip to Tennessee to visit some friends who are getting married soon this past weekend. Now my pals seriously live on the side of a mountain in the middle of nowhere. The roads are dirt, the house doesn't have a number, the street doesn't have a name, and the only restaurant open on a Sunday is McDonalds, which was added about a year ago so it's still considered new.
Now I was born and raised in southern Illinois right on the river for a good chunk of my life. Because of this I have a slight twang in my voice that becomes noticeable when I'm annoyed, excited, or when I start hanging around with other twanging people. So within a day I was talking like a local and actually understood them while my poor husband, who grew up in Chicago was struggling.
Anyways, me and my gal pal (GP) head to McDonalds for food on Sunday morning. We decide to go through the drive-thru thinking that there isn't anyone there with it being 9am on a Sunday. Most folks in the area are either still out cold from the heavy drinking last night or in church. GP is rather sleepy and I am never very good in the morning until I get food and caffiene (which we were getting) into my system.
We get to the drive-thru and there is this giant truck sitting there. I stop to wait my turn and 5 minutes go by. Now I'm curious as to what's going on cause while no one is rushing like crazy usually down here, 5 minute is pushing it unless they have a huge order for a fast food place.
I roll down my window and look out to hear the poor drive-thru worker trying desperately to get the attention of the lady in the truck, who is chattering away on a cell phone with the window rolled up on her truck. So not only is the speaker muffled due to the window, the woman is not paying attention at all.
I start pondering going and knocking on the window when a worker comes out and does exactly what I was thinking. I think the woman was more startled to look out the window and see this guy knocking then by the actual knock. She rolled down her window, letting out this storm cloud of cigarette smoke that I expected to see lightning in and starts ripping into the guy. By now I'm sure you all know what's going to come, specially since I can never keep my mouth shut.
SC: Stupid Cunt
W: Poor Worker
ME: Yours truly!
GP: Gal Pal
SC: (missed parts of the rant so giving general deal) How dare you come out and scare me for clogging up your drive-thru! I'm Pastor So and So's wife! God will send you to hell for this. I'm in the middle of an important call to save souls! You know your damned for working on a Sunday!
W: Ma'am I'm very sorry I was just...
SC: *goes on with more of the fire and brimstone rant*
ME: *out of patience after the 5 minute wait and now having endured a 3 minute rant about damnation* HEY! Would you kindly shut up and either order your food or pull to the side like a good christian so I can order some here?
SC: *glaring at me in my shiny 08 malibu* How dare you speak to me like that! I'm an upstanding member of the church!
ME: Yay for you! Now are you going to move or order?
SC: I'll have you thrown out of the community for this missy!
ME: That requires me to be from the community, or the state for that matter.
SC: *looks at my plates and realizes I'm not from the state* Yankee bitch! The lot of you up there are sinner who are going to burn!
ME: *fed up and pissy* Yeah yeah I'll make sure to give the devil a nice blow job from you when I get there. So what's your excuse for being a bitch? Part of the church of entitled whorism?
SC: *glares at the worker* Are you going to let her talk that way about me? I'm an upstanding member of the church!
CW: Uh...*obviously confused as to what she expects him to do*
SC: This is horrible customer service! I'm never coming to you people again! *drives off*
ME: *pulling up and looks at GP* Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't the next place to get food on a Sunday a good hour drive away?
GP: Yep.
ME: *looking at worker who looks scared of me* Don't worry, she'll be back next time she doesn't want to cook. It's SUNDAY after all and HEAVEN forbid someone do ANYTHING on that day.
GP started laughing while the worker seemed to be trying not to as he went back in.
We did however, somehow get an extra hashbrown in our food.
Now I was born and raised in southern Illinois right on the river for a good chunk of my life. Because of this I have a slight twang in my voice that becomes noticeable when I'm annoyed, excited, or when I start hanging around with other twanging people. So within a day I was talking like a local and actually understood them while my poor husband, who grew up in Chicago was struggling.
Anyways, me and my gal pal (GP) head to McDonalds for food on Sunday morning. We decide to go through the drive-thru thinking that there isn't anyone there with it being 9am on a Sunday. Most folks in the area are either still out cold from the heavy drinking last night or in church. GP is rather sleepy and I am never very good in the morning until I get food and caffiene (which we were getting) into my system.
We get to the drive-thru and there is this giant truck sitting there. I stop to wait my turn and 5 minutes go by. Now I'm curious as to what's going on cause while no one is rushing like crazy usually down here, 5 minute is pushing it unless they have a huge order for a fast food place.
I roll down my window and look out to hear the poor drive-thru worker trying desperately to get the attention of the lady in the truck, who is chattering away on a cell phone with the window rolled up on her truck. So not only is the speaker muffled due to the window, the woman is not paying attention at all.
I start pondering going and knocking on the window when a worker comes out and does exactly what I was thinking. I think the woman was more startled to look out the window and see this guy knocking then by the actual knock. She rolled down her window, letting out this storm cloud of cigarette smoke that I expected to see lightning in and starts ripping into the guy. By now I'm sure you all know what's going to come, specially since I can never keep my mouth shut.
SC: Stupid Cunt
W: Poor Worker
ME: Yours truly!

GP: Gal Pal
SC: (missed parts of the rant so giving general deal) How dare you come out and scare me for clogging up your drive-thru! I'm Pastor So and So's wife! God will send you to hell for this. I'm in the middle of an important call to save souls! You know your damned for working on a Sunday!
W: Ma'am I'm very sorry I was just...
SC: *goes on with more of the fire and brimstone rant*
ME: *out of patience after the 5 minute wait and now having endured a 3 minute rant about damnation* HEY! Would you kindly shut up and either order your food or pull to the side like a good christian so I can order some here?
SC: *glaring at me in my shiny 08 malibu* How dare you speak to me like that! I'm an upstanding member of the church!
ME: Yay for you! Now are you going to move or order?
SC: I'll have you thrown out of the community for this missy!
ME: That requires me to be from the community, or the state for that matter.
SC: *looks at my plates and realizes I'm not from the state* Yankee bitch! The lot of you up there are sinner who are going to burn!
ME: *fed up and pissy* Yeah yeah I'll make sure to give the devil a nice blow job from you when I get there. So what's your excuse for being a bitch? Part of the church of entitled whorism?
SC: *glares at the worker* Are you going to let her talk that way about me? I'm an upstanding member of the church!
CW: Uh...*obviously confused as to what she expects him to do*
SC: This is horrible customer service! I'm never coming to you people again! *drives off*
ME: *pulling up and looks at GP* Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't the next place to get food on a Sunday a good hour drive away?
GP: Yep.
ME: *looking at worker who looks scared of me* Don't worry, she'll be back next time she doesn't want to cook. It's SUNDAY after all and HEAVEN forbid someone do ANYTHING on that day.

GP started laughing while the worker seemed to be trying not to as he went back in.
We did however, somehow get an extra hashbrown in our food.





" this whole situation would have been avoided. Alas, EWs come in all shapes, sizes, colours and flavours....





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