So this morning I saw those golden arches and decided that a fruit-n-yogurt parfait sounded pretty good for breakfast.  I drove through, ordered my thing, paid $2 when I thought they only cost $1 and then it happened.  The drive-thru man told me to pull up past the window and wait because they had to make my parfait.  I thought, "Cool, I'm getting a really fresh one." 
So I pulled up and waited.  And waited.  And waited.  And while I was waiting, about 4 cars pulled up, got their food and pulled around me to leave.  And gave me dirty looks.  Or flipped me off.  What, you might ask, did I do to deserve this?  They looked at me like I chose to inconvenience them by sitting at the end of the drive thru line.  Why would anyone just sit at the end of a McDonalds line for no reason?  These people who gave me dirty looks are just mean.  It's not like I WANTED to wait an extra 10 minutes for my breakfast.  Grrrr.
And then, I get to work and go to get my parfait from the bag.  The McDonalds people thought for some reason I wanted 2 of them!  One for each time I got flipped off.  And the icing on the cake is that the strawberries in my yogurt were totally frozen.  Rock solid.  So I had to wait another hour till they thawed enough to eat.  So much for fresh. 
cheers: to a healthy breakfast
jeers: to dumb mean people
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