How to keep the drive-thru moving
Drive-thru regret is a unique brand of shame. It occurs after I’ve entered the drive-thru and am sitting in line long enough to have either one — or both — of two thoughts: I am not going to feel good after I eat this or I wish I’d simply parked and gone inside to order at the counter.
Being in the wrong line in a drive-thru is also infinitely more annoying than choosing a poor checkout aisle at the grocery store — there’s something about being in a car that makes you want to keep moving. It’s as if your heart knows that it’s idling alongside your engine in anticipation of how much harder it will have to work to knock out that burger.