Count the Cars

There’s a Popeyes and a Dutch Brothers drivethru on the way to my dad’s.

We always count the cars.

If it’s evening, Popeyes is always full. It’s a long line for the drivethru, too.

Dutch Brothers is almost always full. There is no rhyme or reason. Hot outside? Huge long line. Dinner time? Huge long line.

They have young people outside with ipads and the line is divided and funnels into one lane. It’s a miracle if there’s only one or two cars.

I don’t like to go through a drivethru window. When I was in high school I worked the window at Jack-in-the-Box and on beach days it was INSANE. I’m still not recovered.

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