Pajama Biker
I was on a motorcycle road trip. It was late, I was crossing the boring middle of the country that day and had planned on getting a hotel and pizza delivery that night so I could make miles. I got to a hotel late, showered, put on my pajamas complete with fuzzy slippers, and tried to locate pizza.
Nothing was still open that delivered. All there was was a fast food place across the parking lot, but the inside was closed so I needed to get back on the bike and ride through the drive through. I didn’t feel like getting dressed. I didn’t know what the local helmet laws were, so that was the only thing I grabbed.
I went through a fast food drive through on a muddy KLR with out of state plates wearing powder blue pajamas with clouds on them, fuzzy slippers, and a helmet. I ordered a milkshake, which I tucked into my shirt for the return putter across the parking lot. Story credit: Reddit / [deleted]