Video Clips

It's Electric

Passenger gets in the car, looks around suspiciously like he just boarded a spaceship.

Then he asks, completely serious:

"Is your car on?"

I politely respond, "Why yes, sir, it is."

He squints.

"Why isn't it making any noise?"

Now… I didn't even know how to answer that. Because what exactly was he expecting? A revving engine? A lawn mower? Maybe a small marching band under the hood?

So we keep driving.

Everything is fine… until we stop at a red light.

Suddenly, this man goes into full panic mode.

"OH MY GOD!" he blurts out. "We're going to be stuck here! Your car isn't working!"

Before I can even process what's happening, he starts opening the door.

"I'll get out and push it!"

Push it.

At the red light.

Sir…

I had no choice but to stop him and say:

"No, you dummy—it's not broken. It's electric."

And that's when I realized some people aren't afraid of technology… they just haven't met it yet.

Repeated Order

Remember when drive-thrus had a system? "Welcome to ___, may I take your order?" Then they repeated it back so nobody accidentally ordered regret with a side of confusion. Apparently, that era retired with typewriters.

I pulled up to the speaker. After a few aggressive bursts of static, a voice growled, "Order when you ready."

"Uh, yeah—2-piece original meal, Cole slaw, lemonade."

Before I could even consider adding fries, the speaker snapped, "Pull to the window."

Confused, I asked, "Can you repeat my order?"

Without hesitation she fired back, "If you can't remember what you ordered, that ain't my job. They don't pay me enough for all that extra. Pull around!"

Now, I enjoy living, so arguing with the person handling my food felt risky. I wasn't trying to discover the mysterious 12th herb and seasoning.

Still, I couldn't resist.

"Well, apparently I'm paying too much for this attitude. Can I get a refund on that part of the order?"

I drove off wondering when customer service became a competitive sport.