Driving Through Everyday

I like to practise drum solos in back drive. It gets boring. And I'm so boss at cleaning I normally get that done quick.
Today DM and GM both told me to stop at the same time. I did the classic turn around, and slowly stopped.
Funny moment. Pure comedy gold.

I counted out sixteen dollars in ones. We were out of fives, and dimes. Have you ever counted to sixteen? It takes a little bit. Especially when dollars are stuck together, or not cooperating. So I hand it out to this lady and she asked if I had bigger bills in an annoyed voice. I said no, I was out. I wanted to say 'yeah we do. I just thought you might like some ones, ya hooker.' or 'Na, I just hand out ones to fuck with people. People like you who pay for their two dollars of food with a twenty, all fucking day.'

Our mcD is on the corner of an intersection of two busy streets. Four lanes, stoplights, whole shebang. A guy is in the left turn lane, and it's not at the intersection yet. He quickly turns LEFT AS FUCK into our parking lot. WHILE traffic is still moving in the LANES that he had to CROSS. I truck came close to hitting him, as the brakes squealed and horn blared.  Fucking asshole I didn't want to take his order. I hate those stupid caps with massive bills. They look retarded. He tried to order breakfast. I'm guessing he wanted it asap. But he was 5 minutes late already.
He had a woman in the passenger seat and a kid in the back.
What the eff.

I don't want to drive.

In other news, Lil' Jon came by today. He was dressed as he normally dresses on Chappelle's Show. He smelled like BBQ sauce, and had a zebra card with pink lettering. Straight up gangsta.