On my way to work this morning, I stopped at McDonald’s to pick up a hashbrown and an iced tea. (Yeah, I know. The breakfast of champions.) It was 34 degrees this morning and the wind was whipping pretty hard. Even though the drive-thru line was long, I was willing to sit in it because it meant I wouldn’t have to leave the warmth of my car. When I pulled up to the window, the person taking my order was decked out in about three layers of clothes, topped off by a fleece McD’s jacket and black fuzzy mittens. She only opened her window once she saw that mine was completely down and as soon as I began to pull away, she quickly shut her window. The person that took my money was similarly dressed and was very quick with the opening and shutting of her window too. I hate being cold and I can only imagine what it must be like to work at a drive-thru window during the winter.