I'm usually pretty level headed. This morning though, I got me a taste of what road rage must feel like. It began with a sinple trip to McDonald's to treat myself to a breakfast sandwich. Now a few months ago, our local McDonalds remodeled and did a funky thing with the drive-thru. The drive-thru lane splits with a bypass so there are two order boxes. After ordering the cars merge again into a single lane to pay and get tehir food from window 1 and wndow 2.
In theory it is a good idea. It will serve more people. I have always wondered though how they know which car orders what. I wonder if they ahve a little camera taking a picture of your car so they know what price to give you at window 1. Even though I don't go to McDonald's often, since this new remodel, they have never messed up and given me someone else's order, so it must have a sytem in place to keep it runnign smoothly. But I digress. This blog is about my road rage.
This morning I am waiting patiently in the drive-thru lane as it was busy. The split was 2-3 cars ahead of me. All of a sudden a car comes up behind me, pulls along side of me (where it is clearly NOT the drive-thru lane) and pulls up behind the car ordering at the second order box. Hello--- Does he not see that there are 3 cars waiting their turn and as soon as the order box #2 is available the next car in line will go to it? I rationalize that perhaps this poor fellow doesn't understand the new configuration. Or mabe he is from out-of-town ( a favorite excuse of mine for poor driving manners).
But then..... ANOTHER CAR pulls up outside of the drive-thru line. I shoot the driver a dirty look and mumble under my breath....well, maybe not so under my breath, that they are not following the rules of the lane. I had an urge to get out of my car and go explain to them exactly how this was to work. There is a reasn for the lines painted on the road.
If you are going to drive people, use courtesy and follow the standard rules and signs of the road!!!
Whew. I feel better now.
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