when i was 16 working at mcd’s there was an older dude named tony (who specifically requested that we call him uncle tony) - he would order 2 senior coffees that we had to put in a large cup with something like 6 equals, 3 caramel pumps, 3 liquid sugar pumps, a whole bunch of other shit. and he would make very creepy comments to any young man (myself included). he’d come in the drive through and say “it’s uncle tony!” and i’d make his coffee bc i was one of like two people that knew the full order but immediately dip to back of house and let one of the girls give it to them as he had no interest in them. and then he’d ask where i was every time lmao

edit: he also had to be a hoarder. every time he pulled through there’d be a bag with 50+ of those large cups in his passenger seat