I'm working the drive-thru out of a giant, tarnished bronze pineapple. I got to work and felt like I was stuck in a bad mashup of a goth fairytale meets Spongebob Squarepants. That's when I realized I'd be Squidward. And after that? I realized I know too much about friggin Spongebob Squarepants cartoons and tried to stab myself with one of the plastic forks we give out with the salads. At least I thought it was a plastic fork.
I was obviously asking for too much outta life, since it yelled at me and ran away, screaming.