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Arby's and Angry Men
Arby's and Angry Men
by John Adams
It was a Friday night and me and my friends decided to have some fun.
We pulled into Arby's and circled the drive through. The second time
we caught the eye of two customers inside. The third time, my friends
waved at him. The fourth time around, he flicked us off. We circled
one last time, and flicked him off. He flipped out and ran out of the
store. Now, the driver did not see him run out, so was waiting in the
parking lot to drive around again. We quickly informed him to get the
hell out of there.
He pulled out of the parking lot, only to be met by a red light. He
put it in reverse and floored it, and when the transmission finally
shifted, we were greeted with the sound of burning rubber. A car pulled
in behind us right when we stopped squealing, however. My friend jammed
it back into drive, again making a loud squealing noise. We were trapped.
The guy came up to the locked car doors and started screaming and hitting
the car. He asked what our problem was, and if we wanted a piece of him.
I clutched the copper tubing I had with me firmly, ready for an imminent
battle. The battle never came, the psycho just threw his cup against
the car, bathing the beast in watered-down Sprite.
