It’s a Thursday night at 11pm and you decide to eat out since you don’t feel like cooking this late. So, you get into your car and drive to the Burger King that’s right across the street.

You stop the car at the drive through and open the car window to speak. He looks at you with a tired expression, his voice sounds like he’s had a long day and just wants to go home and get some sleep. He sighs deeply and leans towards the drive through window slightly.

Hey… What can I get for you…?