The other day the hubby and I decided to stop at Taco Bell so I could indulge my sick obsession with their Cinnamon Twists. I buy about 6 bags at once, go home and put them in zip lock bags so I can tote them around with me through out the week. They honestly aren’t that good, but I must have them!
Anyway, as we pulled up to the drive-thru there was a car sitting off to the side and hub asked if I thought it was ok for him to pull up. I said sure, go ahead since the guy was NO WHERE near the drive-thru lane. He was literally stopped in the middle of the parking lot as though he was maybe checking his order or on the phone… who knows.
So, we pull up and prepare to order when we hear this honking. We look and it’s little man from the parking lot. He’s honking and flipping us off. Now, I am the first person to have a major bleep session with an idiot driver, but this guy seemed a little off to me so I laughed and turned away.
I guess he didn’t care for my reaction because he peeled out of the parking lot, drove to an open area and started making donuts while flipping us off. He then gained major speed and came racing towards us as if hes about to run into our truck.
Naturally I’m freaked out and wanting to dial 911.. but before I could even suggest it, he pulls up right next my side of the truck and glares at me. My husband JUMPS OUT of the truck like a moron and starts yelling at him to “bring it”. (LOL). He also included a few “Get out of your car”, “Come on punk” and the ever charming “You want some of this” good ‘ol boy slang. Meanwhile I am screaming at the top of my lungs for him to “GET BACK IN THE DAMN TRUCK!!!” which he happily ignored. What the hell did he think he was about to do? Have a street fight in the parking lot?
Apparently Little Man didn’t much care for the invitation to “bring it” so he peeled out of the parking lot and this time left for good. Allllll that insanity and he didn’t even get to place his order. Afterwards I gave my husband a long lecture about psycho Texans but I seriously doubt he was even listening to me.
Now, as I said earlier, I’m a little obsessed with the cinnamon twists they offer, but is Taco Bell really that damn good that it deserved that much drama?
