Just A Few "What the @#$%"

Okay. We have all had times where we just say, "What the @#%$?" One such moment for me was this weekend. I went shopping with a couple of sisters and when we finished the torturous task of trying on all assortment of clothes, we decided to treat ourselves to an ice cream cone. We decided to go to Sonic and take advantage of their $1 cones and sundaes. Nothing particularly odd there. So we go to the drive-in restaurant and find what? A drive-thru!! My first thought of course was "What the #$%@? Next it was how lazy do you have to be to be use a drive-through at a driv-in? So now, not only do I have to stay in my car, but I can not even put my arm out the window. What really took the cake though, was the fact that there was no drive-thru window. A girl still came out to your car to hand you your order and take your money. I mean, seriously? What is the point of a drive-thru window at a drive-in?
While I'm on the subject of drive thrus, does anyone else get disturbed by the braille on the drive-up ATMs? Why are you driving if you're blind and need braille instructions? How do you find the ATM? What about braille signs telling where the bathrooms are? How do you find the signs? I really don't know.
Then we get back to my sister's only to find her dog is suicidal and running in front of my car. When I refused to hit her and kill her, she stayed IN FRONT OF MY CAR! "What the @#$%! I think the dog seriously needs therapy or Prozac or something. Maybe the dog whisperer can come and talk to her. Can't you hear the conversation now? "They never let me sit at the table. They never let me sleep under the covers. They stuff pills down my throat on a daily basis. It's like I'm a stepchild or something!"
I have no answers for any of these things. I guess I'll just chalk them up to another mystery of the universe.