That’s why they call it a drive-thru!
People and their cars. I’ll never understand it.
My Pet Peeve for this week? People who think they’re the only ones on (or in this case, off) the road.
What is so complicated about the concept of a drive-thru window? You drive-up. You promptly, courteously and efficiently do your business. You drive out. Done.
But what about the person in the ATM bank drive-thru who is simply an inconsiderate idiot (or possibly from another planet)?
You’ve seen them. They ever so SLOWLY approach the window like they’re docking the Queen Mary (This little maneuver may take several tries – and often results in a broken outside rear-view mirror or two). They then proceed to sit there for 7-8 minutes while they fumble with their check/cash/deposit slip/pen/calendar/cell phone/cigarettes. Whatever. Next they seem utterly shocked, befuddled and confused to discover that their car has come equipped with power windows. Fascinating little devices.
Then they ever so painfully punch in number-after-number on the ATM keypad while trying to enter their transaction (They could more quickly hack into the security code at Fort Knox). Now this is the best part. After a good 12 –15 minutes have gone by, they mysteriously start the whole process over again. When I see that ‘ol ATM card come out of the machine and get determinedly pushed back in for yet another transaction — I want to throw up. But by now six other cars have pulled up behind me, and I’m trapped.
I’m sure you’ve seen this type of circus go on at fast food drive-thru locations, convenience stores, tollbooths, parking lots, etc.
3 years ago
