Well, something just happened to me about 30 minutes ago. I was coming from Riesbeck's and decided at the last second to get a Double Stack and small fries from Wendy's. For those unfamiliar with the Elm Grove drive thru layout, the exit is really an expansive area. You can easily pull in. In fact, if you had a hitch or some kind of wagon device on the back of your car, it would probably be advisable. Anyway, there's a 4 door maroon sedan (I think it was a Sebring) slowly pulling around the drive thru. I make the decision to just zip in the exit rather than go all the way around. I'd say I made it in by about 2 1/2 car lengths.
Anyway, there's 2 cars in front of me. About a minute later, I reach the drive thru speaker and I roll down my window. It's raining out, but not a downpour. The girl's voice comes over the speaker and I place my order. All of a sudden, the woman in the Sebring behind me yells out, "And a Faggotburger!"
I'm wondering, what the hell is she talking about. I tilt my head and look at her, "What? What was that?" The woman gets a little louder, "And you want a Faggotburger too!"
I just laughed and said, "Ohh, you can't really be upset that I snuck in the drive thru in front of you?"
Keep in mind it's raining out and she's extending her head well outside the window. I just chuckled and smiled. When I went to pay the girl, I heard her yell "Faggot!" one last time. I explain my dilemma to the drive thru girl but I don't think she understood what I was talking about.
Keep in mind, this woman looked about 45, medium blond hair, an overly tan semi-non-repugnant MILF wannabee. What's funnier is that there was a teenage boy in the passenger seat. I'm assuming it was her son. And the fact that when I departed, I bolted out the entrance probably infuriated her. I thought the whole thing incident was amusing, but I'm willing to bet that she's checking herself into a mental institution as we speak.
Looking back on this whole incident. I should have turned off the ignition and claimed my car just broke down. That might have led to some inane commentary. I could have used the comic relief material because I have a strong hunch it's gonna be a tense Game 7 tonight against Montreal. GO PENCILS! If they lose, the playoff beard is coming off. Maybe I should keep the beard anyway. Faggots generally don't grow beards.