This is a quick one--that's why I chose it for tonight. And by the way, if you know me personally you might have heard some of these tales before. But anyway:
One time I worked at a bank, and the building that it was in had previously been a Del Taco. It still had the Spanish-tiled roof, and once in a while people would walk in, look around in a dazed manner, and then exit without saying anything. We never knew but assumed they had been in search of a burrito rather than a car loan or whatever. I mention this only to establish that the bank was set amongst a bunch of fast food restaurants.
There was a Pizza Hut on one side of us and a Church's Chicken on the other. One day a particularly unobservant and nasally-voiced woman evidently turned into the wrong parking lot by mistake. Not to be deterred by the lack of a menu or speaker box, she pulled right up to the drive-thru teller window and drawled, "I want two chickin bray-usts and a Co-Cola."
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That was one dumb broad.
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