All I Wanted Was A Beef Bowl

Amazing how something simple as going to get something to eat can just drive you batshit.

For some reason I was craving a beef bowl from Yoshinoya. As I am waiting to pull out on to the street I am waiting for an oncoming car. And waiting. I at first misjudged his speed otherwise I would have pulled out in front of him, but eventually I had to wait to see what kind of asshole drove this slow. You couldn't have moved his Audi any slower if you turned off the engine and hoisted a sail above it. Sure enough the fucker was on his cellphone. People, if you have to use your cell when you are driving, and I am guessing the majority don't, pay attention to what the hell you are doing on the road.

Next I get to Yoshinoya and I get stuck behind Bud Abbott ordering from Lou Costello. I couldn't even follow what the hell the issue was, it was something to do about who got drinks with what combo and what kind of drinks you can get etc. The guy sounded like an indecisive dipshit but the girl taking the order was dumb as a brick. Her career future is definitely in the service industry. Then she had a slightly less difficult time with the woman in front of me. Again, drink issues. She needs to be sent back to beverage training. It was the slowest fast food of my life.

Finally I got my food. Then I almost get tagged coming out of my parking space because some idiot decides to drive in to the exit only side. Fortunately that was all the drama until I got home.

Fucking beef bowl gave me indigestion.