Things can get a little weird when you go out for a late night fast-food run, but that may be an understatement for the experience one Tennessee man had.
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Josh Raby, a Nashville-based director and writer, went on a quest for a milkshake around 1 a.m. and ended up at his local McDonald's, according to Buzzfeed.
Initially, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. But when he tried to place his order with the drive-thru worker, things got strange -- really strange.
Raby ended up spending a total of 37 minutes listening to the worker talk about things like his work life and wife all while trying to do one simple thing -- order a milkshake.
At one point the employee's wife showed up ... and she was just as odd as her husband. The couple even decided to make out in front of poor Raby.
After the bizarre experience, Raby decided the world needed to know about the weirdness that ensued so he took to Twitter to share his story.
The unusual encounter began like this (Some tweets contain adult language):
And ended with this:
Raby's story has received hundreds of retweets and thousands of favorites on Twitter. It has gotten a lot of attention from different publications, which Raby tweeted about.
Click through the images below to read Raby's crazy story in its entirety (Some tweets contain adult language):
Bizarre McDonald's milkshake Twitter story
It's 1AM and I decided I wanted a milkshake. So there's a McDonald's near my house. I'm greeted at the drive thru by the following sentence:
"Hey holy shit hello, you are at McDonald's, and I am begging your patience."
There are no other cars here, by the way. I'm caught off guard so I mumble "Um, ok you can have it."
The voice comes back:
So I sit for a minute, then he finally returns and says "please tell me your order"
So I say "milkshake"
I don't know why that's all I said
"I'll need a minute", he replies. I realize I did not describe my desired milkshake in any way so I yell "I need to tell you what kind."
He is gone for several minutes. When he returns he says flatly "we aren't going to be able to do the milkshake. I do have many apple pies."
Do not ask me why I did this but the next words out of my mouth were
"Are you ok"
"I am not ok. Would you please tell me your order so I can try to punch it in? I will be very slow, but I will get it."
I tell him not to worry, I am not upset, and at this point for some reason I order a chicken sandwich
My chicken sandwich order confuses him. Several minutes are spent repeating what I want on it, watching the screen as he tries over and over
At one point I guess he gave up because the screen just went black for a while.
I hear a deep exhale.
"Dude I lost my wife".
"I'm sorry, man, I-"
"Please describe your chicken sandwich to me again so I can succeed at one thing."
Anyway he finally gets it and then says "I really do feel bad about the milkshake situation. Can I sell you an apple pie?"
"Fine. I will buy an apple pie."
"Apple pies are cheaper than milkshakes anyway."
Then there is a weird series of beeps and when his voice comes back in he is fucking SCREAMING into his headset:
"I FOUND HER! THANK GOD!"
"What? Who did you find?"
"MY WIFE. SHE WAS WATCHING ME FROM BEHIND THE BOXES!"
At this point I have ordered a chicken sandwich I do not want and an apple pie I do not want and no milkshake and I've been here 22 minutes
"Can you give me my total" I say because honestly I don't know if I want to understand his marriage or if I even could and I just want to go
So he says "your total is 8 HOLD ON my wife is here and she wants me to tell you she will sell you 2 apple pies at a discount"
"What is the discount?"
"2 apple pies for only 2 dollars. You should take it."
(Note: One apple pie is $1.19)
"Give me the extra pie"
"She says thank you"
"Tell her I said no problem"
Why am I talking to his wife like this why
I pull around and they are fucking making out in the window and he has his thumb out like he is aware I will be driving up to this
Both of these people are in their mid-40s
They unstick themselves from one another and I hand him my card "sorry about this. I haven't worked at McDonald's in 16 years" he says
I say "it's fine" to which he says "FINE just stands for FUCKED UP, INSECURE, NEUROTIC, and ERROR-PRONE"
His wife cackles and says "I knew that when I was 13, get with it, man!"
I have been here 37 minutes.
I am then treated to a story about how they met at a McDonald's that is very short and is really only "we met at McDonald's in 1993"
So listen I get my card and drive ahead to the next window and THERE IS A WHOLE SEPARATE FUCKING HUMAN AT THAT WINDOW
He hands me my bag, leans out the window and says "you get to drive away" then promptly shuts the window and sits on a stool, head in hands
My chicken sandwich was wrong, by the way