Nothing good comes from a person going up to a fast food drive-thru window when they’re not in a car. Case in point: this dude got out of his SUV to rage at a Wendy’s employee for putting cheese on his hamburger. That crazy Dunkin’ Donuts bitch just fell in love.
This isn’t the first, second or third time that Wendy’s dropped a piece of cheese on his beef. This is the fourth time and this dude is ready to go all Michael Douglas in Falling Down on their asses. He is losing his shit over this! (A little tip for that dude: If he ate that cheese, he wouldn’t lose his shit right away.)
What I don’t understand is, if that Wendy’s keeps putting cheese on his hamburger why does he keep going to that Wendy’s? Every time he goes, he must know that they’re going to ruin his life by turning his hamburger into a cheeseburger. I bet he secretly loves it. He loves the cheese, but he doesn’t want to admit it. Every time he leaves that drive-thru, he pulls off the wrapper, slowly takes off the bun and when he sees that cheese lying on that patty of beef, he smiles for a second before he loses his mind. He loves to hate the cheese he loves. But really, he should just give into the cheese. They’re obviously meant to be together and he should stop fighting it.
And I bet the next time he goes to that Wendy’s and orders a hamburger, they’re going to give him a stack of cheese between two buns just to screw with him. Those sons of bitches.