Came here on easter Sunday night on my way back from San Antonio. Just wanted some chicken strips. Before I realized they were operating two drive-thru lanes, someone drove up behind me and I was stuck. Was it my fault? Was it their fault? Was it a sign from Heysús that I’m going to hell??? Forty five fucking minutes in the drive-thru. I could have gone straight home and boiled a pot of rice and it STILL would have turned out better than the shit I ordered. Never. Again.