By the time the dust settled, the woman was escorted into the back of a police cruiser. Since her quick takeout run had turned into a destructive, high-speed escape attempt, the police weren’t playing games. She was hit with a barrage of severe charges: Reckless Driving, Destruction of Property (the unfortunate porta-potty) and Vandalism of Public Property (the damaged concrete curb)
To top it all off, a database check revealed a staggering detail: she was already driving on a suspended license, which explained why she didn’t care about parking signs in the first place. Her luxury sedan was towed away on a flatbed to an impound lot, her expensive dinner was tossed into the police cruiser, and the entitled driver spent the rest of her afternoon at the police station.
As the crew finally finished carrying the last of the lumber up the winding driveway, the foreman couldn’t help but marvel at how someone could completely ruin their life in less than 30 minutes—all because they refused to move a car for a lunch order.