Fast food parking lots

I am convinced even further, after riding my bike for the last three weeks, that McDonald's is evil. Not only has this fast food conglomerant attributed to the fattest nation in the world, it, in my opinion, is contributing to stupidity as well.
It seems as if every time I am approaching the golden arches parking lot there is a desperate scurry for the cars turning in to race, screech their wheels, and ultimately at all costs to others, get in before someone else does! I, the lowly biker apparently pose a great threat to those wishing for saturated fats and processed meats because even after being seen, these people cannot wait the few seconds it would take for me to pass the entrance. On more than a few occasions I have had to come to an abrupt stop to keep from meeting my demise by one of these french fry lusting monkeys!
NOW, let's talk about the drivers leaving the lot. Apparently, once the steamy hot little red, golden, and white bags are in the grubby little fists of the fast food consumer, hot fries shoved lustily in their mouths, cheeks bulging with crispy apple pie, these folks have reached such a state of euphoria that all else in the world fades. There are no sounds, vision grows dim, and there is only the wonderful sensation of the heart pumping blood to the stomach in order to start processing the fat laden delights that have just entered the system. Perhaps it's the preoccupation with licking the salt off of their lips, or scrambling to unwrap the straw in order to wash it all down with an effervescent thirst quencher. I don't know. Either way, the people leaving the lot are far more dangerous than those vying to get in.
No matter how you look at it, that particular food establishment does something to people to make them momentarily loose their minds and at all costs, I believe it should be avoided.