Is It Just Me..........?

Welcome to my new weekly column of my blog....."Is It Just Me?"  This weekly segment will be dedicated to whatever happens to be irritating me on any particular week.  You know, like stupid people, road rage, grocery shopping, or society in general.  They say it's therapeutic that if something is really bothering you, to get it out and move on.....well, what better way than to blast on my blog??  Afterall, it's my turf and if you don't wish to read it, feel free to change the channel but you might miss something good and maybe even something you can relate too.

This week I would like to touch on "Drive-Thru" lanes.  Now, let me start over....DRIVE-THRU.  What does that mean to you?  This morning Grandpa and I went to our bank and entered the drive-thru lane.  We happened to be the third car in line....right there we should have known that this was not going to be a five-minute-or-less wait.  But, you never know; it could be our lucky day.  I don't know what the teller had to do for the first customer but I was beginning to think that there was either nobody on duty in the bank or else they were cleaning out the safe.  FINALLY, the little slide-out drawer pops out, the customer takes their 'whatever' and we wait some more. A short wait after a transaction I can handle at a bank because you really should make sure that the transaction was completed correctly BEFORE you leave the window. Ok, so the first car moves out and the car in front of us moves up, grabs the little clipboard out of the slide-out drawer, takes it into their car and proceeds to write the Great American Novel!  Now, here's where I get confused on what some people think is 'drive-thru'.  To me, it means drive to the window, stop for a minute, throw in your paperwork, wait to get something back and keep driving!  Oh no.......not for some people!  Those people who think they are better than others, who have all the time in the world and could care less that there are four cars stacking up behind them! Do you think they have their deposit slips, withdrawal slips or whatnot written out and ready BEFORE they get to the window? Oh, no...that would make too much sense, now wouldn't it?  So, we waited and waited until they finally tossed the clipboard back into the drawer and then we waited for the teller to do what she needed to do to complete their transaction.  At least this one wasn't quite as long as the first one.  Then we pulled up and in 44 seconds flat, we were finished and moving out (we barely stopped our car)....and that was even AFTER I voiced my irritation to the teller about the stupid people in her drive-thru lane and told her to have a good day!

Don't even get me started about fast-food drive-thru's.  Grandpa practiacally breaks out in hives if I just mention maybe doing that for dinner.