Buying A Drive At The Drive-Thru

(It is my first night working the drive-thru by myself on the side we lovingly call ‘The Hole,’ due to how removed it is from the rest of the store, as well as the fact that it is freaking cold in winter.)

Me: *chipper* “Hello and welcome to [Restaurant]. How may I take your order?”

Customer: *rambles off order* “Oh, and, uh, could I get the green ’96 Plymouth Breeze?”

Me: *confused* “…I’m sorry, could you repeat that?”

Customer: *serious tone* “There’s a green ‘96 Plymouth Breeze out here and I was hoping I could pay for it here.”

Me: *still slightly confused* “I don’t know anything about that, sir. Can I still get you your food?”

Customer: *sighs* “Yeah, I guess.”