There is a Jack-In-The-Box drive-thru near my home that practically shares its exit with an alley. There are homes on the other side of the restaurant and as such, there is a sign on the drive-thru speaker reminding customers to keep the noise level down between the hours of 10 p.m. and 5 a.m.
I did my duty and turned my radio down, then rolled up to the speaker and ordered.
“WELCOME TO JACK-IN-THE-BOX, HOW CAN I HELP YOU?”
My God, the volume level was so loud that I could literally see the stream of words speeding out of it, going through my left ear, bouncing off a nearby brick wall and ricocheting back into my right ear.
Once my head stopped spinning and ears ringing, I ordered two salads and some Tylenol.
But hey, at least I turned my radio down.