We were road-tripping it to our destination when we saw an exit that had a Whataburger. I have not had a Whataburger in decades and my husband had never tasted Whataburger, so we took the exit and got in the drive thru line which was quite long, but the worker taking my order was sweet and polite. I was super excited to have a tasty Whataburger after all those years, and it did not disappoint. The fries were great. The Coke was great. The burger was a little salty, but, whatever. I think it's the mustard that makes the Whataburger so good. Now, my beef with this particular location has to do with the management. Apparently management did not do a good enough job in training their outside employees with the whole missing-parts-of-an-order thing. Or perhaps the employee hanging on the outside of the window did NOT CARE. Anyway, I got my order, but in front of me was a very entitled white woman we shall name Karen, who was waiting on her onion rings. She had not pulled up into one of the drive thru spaces, no. She simply sat there just beyond the window, so no one could leave once they received their food. I honked and yelled for her to move. She yelled at me with expletives. It got pretty dramatic, and I have to admit, it felt good to yell at her. The dumb woman would not move her car and as she explained, she was waiting on her onion rings. I told her to stick those onion rings you-know-where. Five minutes, I'm waiting behind this woman to move, which means I got my order five minutes ago and it's beyond time for me to be driving away, happily with my Whataburger. My husband got out of the car to go see if she was going to move, and knocked on her driver's side window. She rolled down her window and screeched like a loon, "Don't touch my car!" Finally, the very unenthusiastic and wishing-he-didn't-drop-out-of-college manager comes walking out holding the precious onion rings in a little bag in his hand and is not aware of the commotion going on. Again, I blame the employee who didn't tell the woman to move to a drive thru spot. I even told her to tell the onion ring lady to move! I'm still honking and trying to get her to move after she gets her onion rings, but she still WILL NOT move. The manager is trying to deflate the mood, to no avail. He is pretty much worthless, as are his employees. The woman finally moves, and the manager tells me five minutes is not a long time to wait. Five minutes is a long freaking time to wait if you are stuck behind someone who refuses to move until they get their gosh darn onion rings. read more