"Great news Mike! There is a 99.5% probability that my OPINION on the Internet will never intersect with your OPINION on the Internet in the same line at the same fast food joint. So while I continue to tell people like you to hurry the hell up with their orders, you can continue to tell people like me to take a breath and wait our turn."
God I so want to be in front of you in a restaurant, some day...
Yeah... er... uhm... who makes your bread? Do you make it on site, do you source it locally, or is it made in a big plant somewhere and then shipped half way across the country? Can I get an artisinal bun hand made by Amish bakers? Do you have organic onions? No, I don't want onions on my burger, I don't like onions, I just really want to know if you have organic onions...
"Further good news! Me and the dog just had a delicious breakfast of bacon and freshly laid eggs out on the porch, and in a few hours I'll be sitting in my rocking chair, listening to opera, and drinking a glass of whiskey, because that's what's important to me and makes me happy. Much more happy than than opinions on the Internet."
You have an opinion? Sounded more like a crotchety old man bitch to me...