So my new job is off and running, and things seem to be settling back into a routine. Now that I am no longer running around lost, I finally have time to resume whining.

My new job is great but with one small downside: I have to work the crappiest shift in the building. I’ll chalk it up to “paying my dues” and just work through it. That ought to teach me to be the new guy. At least they’re letting me do a lot of cool stuff, most of which I can’t talk about.

Where I work is fairly convenient, and as such, once I get to work I rarely have to drive to get anywhere. Yesterday I decided to walk over to Wendy’s for a delicious taco salad. The Wendy’s is only about two blocks away from my office, so it’s almost as fast to walk as it would be to drive. Also, if I walk I can totally justify eating a Wendy’s taco salad.

As I approached Wendy’s I saw people drive from the drive through window, then park in the first available stall.

“Odd,” I thought. “They must be checking their order or something.”

But no, they opened up their bags and began eating their meal in the car. I watched them for a while, confused by this strange turn of events, when I noticed that two cars down more people were doing the same thing.

What the hell is up with that? There was a building, no more than 20 feet away from either of them, where they could have sat at a table and enjoyed their meal. When they were done, they could have disposed of their trash, and returned to their cars. It would be all too easy. Instead, they choose to eat in their car, using their lap as a table, with a drink precariously balanced in the fork of their crotch. And when they’re done? Well they have a car full of Wendy’s trash, a ketchup stain on their shirt, and the inevitable spilled drink that gives the outward appearance of incontinence. Nice.

I can only assume the motivation for this action is extreme laziness, because there is no way that eating in your car is more enjoyable than sitting comfortably at a table. People who eat drive through in their car outside of a fast food restaurant must think that walking 20 feet to and from a building is too much work. It’s no wonder that most people are a bunch of tub-a-lards.

If you eat drive through in you car sitting outside of a restaurant, you have problems.