I had a panic attack on the other end of the drive through at my first job while we were absolutely hammered. There were only like 4 people working in the kitchen, desserts bar, order assembly, and cash registers. Dude came up, I had this rehearsed spiel I had to recite whenever someone came through, "thank you for choosing **establishment** my name is superbrian111, what can I make fresh for you today?", and nothing but a few heavy breaths came out. The dude just wanted a burger but all he heard from the speaker was *wwhhhhahaaaa* and then silence while I frantically tried to give my coworker the headset. Ahh good times.