This morning was interesting to say the least.

I got up when I meant to, and it was the first time in about a week that my Pleurisy wasn’t making breathing a painful experience. So I went to the gym, got a workout, and was ready for the day. As I left the gym, I wondered if it was still raining.

On the way to work, I thought I would get a McBreakfast.
I pulled up to the drive-thru window and a blaringly loud Midwestern voice barked at me that I should try a new combo. I said “#1 with orange juice”, wanting to order quickly and get the car window back up. A much less Midwestern and much more put-off voice told me to “Can you just wait a minute?”

Obviously, I didn’t want to wait a minute as it was pouring down, so I rolled my window up for a few seconds.

I cracked it again and didn’t hear anything.

“Are you ready yet?” I asked.

“Can you please repeat your order!?” was my curt reply.

“#1 with an orange juice…”

“Can you please repeat your order!?”

At this point, I realized that this was an exercise in futility and I drove away.

I failed to get breakfast from that McDonald’s, and another one nearby had a line going out into the access road beside it causing traffic to backup. I could only imagine the angry people getting rained on as a McDonald’s employee failed to comprehend them. I also attempted to go to a Speedway and get a breakfast sandwich of lesser quality there, but found out that this Speedway didn’t carry those, unlike all the others. I finally stopped at a Kroger near work and just bought a box of frozen McMuffin knock-offs. Keep in mind that every stop I was soaked again by the never-ending rain of death.