(I'm walking up to the store. There's plywood on the windows, the lights are off, we are not open yet)
(Two guys in a BMW pull up, blaring Papa Roach music)
Customer: You guys aren't open.
Me: No. We have to go through a little before we're ready to serve customers.
Customer: Great! Where am I supposed to get my Starbucks?!
(they speed away, tires literally squealing)