A terrible friend

This weekend was really rough. I had to get my homework done, watch hecka movies, and do yard work. Now doing all of these things makes you work up quite and appetite. So naturally my Mom asks me to go get Taco Bell for her, myself, and my aunt Pam. Dream come true, right? I pull in on a Saturday evening and I'm the only one in the drive thru. So I order and pull forward. After waiting for two minutes the little girl working the window says, "Can you pull to the front and wait? we have to do this for such a large order." Let me remind you that there is still no one else in line. I was like who for me? I'm feeding to older ladies an myself, but okay. After thinking about it, why would you say that to someone? She may as well have said, "Hey fat troll! Get out and push your car to the front before you devour this large amount of food. You're disgusting." The bulk of the food was mine, but good golly they made it sound like I ordered the whole menu. I'll never forget this Taco Bell and I will continue to boycott. Unless you send me a free cheesy gorditta crunch. I can't stay mad at those. No picture can display my hurt and anger.