I work in a little podunk town in Illinois called Monee. It's about 35 miles South of the city. Monee is also a truck stop paradise. They have a Petro station which is connected to an Iron Skillet where all of the truckers and toothless wonders reside. Ironically, the Iron Skillet is my favorite place to go for a late night drunken snack, and to gawk at all of the mysterious people that are dining there.
In Monee, there is also a Dunkin Donuts. I occasionally stop at DD to pick a large unsweetened iced tea or the occasional iced coffee. Today, I was sitting in the drivethru, waiting at the window, and I see an old lady with large Robo Cop glasses on, circling the parking lot, confused. She finally positions the car in such a way where her rear is facing the front of me, and starts backing the car up towards me. I put my hand to the horn waiting for her to back right into my car, but she didn't. Instead, she parked it a few inches from me, turns it off, cranks the seat back, and is clearly readying herself to take a nap. Now mind you, I am at the window of the drivethru waiting for my iced tea, and myself, and 3 other cars behind me, are now blocked in by this sleepy old woman. I can't think of anything better to do but bust out laughing hysterically. I couldn't help myself. It was goddamned funny. The lady finally comes to the window and cranes her neck aroud the window, "What is happening?" She asks me. I respond, still laughing, "I guess she was tired."
"She's sleeping?!" "Yes..." "I'll be right back."
A few minutes later, one of the gas station attendees comes out and bangs on her window. She woke up suddenly, waving her arms around. I'm still laughing. "YOU CAN'T PARK HERE, YOU ARE BLOCKING THE DRIVETHRU". She rolls her window up on the lady, pulls up, and parks at a gas pump to continue her nap. I don't quite understand what this was all about considering there was a Petro station 15 feet down the street where people can park and take naps and what not. Old people boggle me.