Dear drive thru douchette,
If you don't know how to fucking use a drive thru, don't use it! Why do we need a 5 minute banter about why you can't see me and how are you to get a "freaking" prescription filled if you can't see where I am? Did it not occur to your small brain that perhaps I am using a phone from a remote location to ask you if you want to pick up a rx or drop off a rx TO SAVE SOME FUCKING TIME? Do you see the Mickey D's teenage employee when they take your order at the big window b/c God knows you go their tri daily! See the big drawer in front of your dumb ass that is too lazy to walk into the store? By some miracle, that actually opens so that you may place your prescription in it. Magical fairies then fly over to sweep the rx from the drawer and little elves run around with their heads cut off to fill your vicodin stat. Whooooo hooooo! Why bitch at me and repeat to yourself "I can't see you!" Who cares! I don't want to see you either!