Apparently there is a conspiracy

There are a group of well-trained indecisve morons who stand in front of me in lines at various food establishments. They seem to be there to serve no other purpose then to hem and haw over the damned menu. Okay, sure, some places have a variety of things to order. But when you're in line at a fucking Wendy's, order the goddamned burger and let me place my order! It's even worse when it happens at this one sub-sandwich place around the corner, because for everything they serve, the ingredients are listed on the wall. You want that sub listed in the top right corner? Right under the name is everything that is on it. So you look exceptionally stupid when you ask if it has onions on it. If you had read the menu, you would know it does!

I mean, it should be simple. Get in line. While in line, look at the menu. That way, when you get to the counter, you already know what you want. And if you have kids with you, know what they want. Because the only thing I hate worse then indecisive adults are the whiny little brats with them who cry out that they don't want the burger kids' meal, they want chicken nuggets.

And yet, if I shot them (the adults, that is), I would go to jail. Where, I ask you, is the justice?