So, I'm sitting at the drive thru ordering when I notice what's going on at the second window. There's a Toyota pulled up as if they're waiting for food, with a fat latino guy driving. At the window there's this hobo-ish looking black guy who's stumbling over himself piss-drunk, screaming "GIMMEH MAH CHEEEEEEEEESEBUGGA BITCH!". The guy lights a cigarette and then attempts to half-way *climb* into the service window! The second-hand smoke from the cigarette was getting everywhere, the lady trying to get him to get out telling him "no smoke no smoke!!!!".
The lady at the window didn't speak English well, she pulled out her cell phone -- presumably to call the cops on this freak. The lady motioned for the driver to get the cheeseburger. The guy, rolling his eyes (you could see the tention in his shoulders as if the guy was giving him problems) gets out of the car and grabs the bag. He gets back in the car, and honks for the drunk to get in the car. It takes the guy literally 2 or so minutes to walk over to the damned car which is like not even 10 feet away from where he was standing, and he opens the door. He's about half way getting in the car when he slowly looses his balance -- falls out of the car onto his back, spilling his booze all over him.
The passenger door still open, the latino driver (with the guy on the ground!) hits the gas, which shuts the door and he takes off out of the parking lot, leaving the drunk laying on the floor half-awake in the middle of the exit ramp from the drive through. 30 seconds of horn-blaring got him to *roll over* to the side of the ramp enough for me to pull out and drive away. The guy just layed there staring up at the sky -- looking back behind me I see the girl at the second window on her phone, probably with the cops.
so, yay, a bit of funny story from a city folk.