I sincerely hope this guy was ordering for a sizable family/party and not just himself, because here's what I managed to do in the time he spent sitting there getting his food from the 2nd window:
-Wait for the cashier (possibly busy with him) to take my order.
-Place my order (a roast beef sandwich, nothing more).
-Pull up to the 1st window.
-Pay.
-Get my food. (Apparently the manager didn't want me to have to wait on the guy in front of me, bless her heart.)
-Eat the damned thing. (I know that I'm a bit of a fast eater, but this definitely the point where it starts just getting absurd.)
-Hand the trash back to the manager. (Again, bless her heart.)
And, just to clinch the ridiculousness...
-Successfully navigate my way around his car on the outside and GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE.
I don't know what to say about this...aside from, "Yikes."
-Wait for the cashier (possibly busy with him) to take my order.
-Place my order (a roast beef sandwich, nothing more).
-Pull up to the 1st window.
-Pay.
-Get my food. (Apparently the manager didn't want me to have to wait on the guy in front of me, bless her heart.)
-Eat the damned thing. (I know that I'm a bit of a fast eater, but this definitely the point where it starts just getting absurd.)
-Hand the trash back to the manager. (Again, bless her heart.)
And, just to clinch the ridiculousness...
-Successfully navigate my way around his car on the outside and GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE.
I don't know what to say about this...aside from, "Yikes."