So, I am an official Nazi now.
So, I stepped into McD the other day. Time is 11:25 (this might be relevant later), only one cashier going, with a line about eight people deep. *sigh* So, I prepare for a litle wait...
...and wait, as the lady currently being served has no idea what toy to get for her children's Happy Meals, forcing her to go and drag them (one by one) to the counter, so the little rugrats are able to 'umm... duuh... dunno. Maybe that'un (out of stock)'... *le sigh*
...and wait, as one of the gentlemen in front of me seems to be ordering pickup for about three football teams, with no small amount of built-to-order burgers...
With only one person standing in line before me, a second cashier starts going Yippie-ya-yay! Given the fact that several people almost stampede to the new line, I decide to keep my calm, and stay where I am. Which, btw, turned out to be a mistake.
Person in front of me gets his order through reasonably quick, so I step up, open my mouth, to
(him) "Just a moment" *leaves to the backroom*
(me) *grumble*
*Worker returns shortly after (it's 12:01 now), ignores me for a while more while merrily taking down the 'breakfast offer' signs*
(him) "So, what can I do for you?"
(me) "Well, I'd like one Coke, a Hamburger, and one of your Bacon-and-Egg..."
(him) *cuts me off* "Breakfast offer hours are over, there are no more Eggs available for today"
(me) "Well, they were when I steppen in line. They even were when I stepped up to the counter, before you turned away from me."
(him) "Yeah. Tough, huh?"
(me) "Look, I can see you have one of these in the warm keeping shelf"
(at which time his colleague came over ant took said item to service the customer in her line)
(me) *sigh* "Very well then, keep the burger and coke as well, and let me talk to your manager, please"
which seemed to be his cue for getting mad at me, calling me a typical German Nazi who has nothing better to do than to pick on him (him being from Turkey) at the top of his lungs, yelling that he was being sick of being treated like an idiot for being Turk, that he was proud of being Turk, yadda yadda...
At least, he didn't need to fetch a manager for me. With all the commotion he caused, his shift manager came over to look what the problem might be
Well, I can imagine I was the one straw that broke this particular camel's back... still, I fail to see the suckiness from my side... especially as I remained polite until the very end, while simple things like a greeting, or any of the words 'please, thanks, sorry' never left his lips during the whole time...
Is it robots they are employing there?
It's about a quarter past midnight, I have some folks at my place, hosting our RPG troupe, when suddenly one of the guys comments he's hungry. A few others pipe up that they could use some foodstuff as well. Since about everything edible (at last everything of it I'd voluntarily throw them) is pretty much depleted, we decide to order something. Or not, since delivery hours of the services in the area end at about 11:30 PM, so driving over to McD and getting some of their stuff is the only option.
Being the good host I am, I entrust the party to my kid brother (who was GM'img anyway), and go over. As expected of the time, the place is pretty empty, only one pair of customers sitting at a table in the far corner, being much more absorbed with one another than their surroundings or their cooling food, but hey; that's their thing, not mine. Other than them, me, and the employees running graveyard shift, there's no one else there.
So, I step up to the counter, and start ordering away: Three super-size menus, one 20-pack McNuggets, a couple bonus burgers... when the employee asks
(Her) "Will that be for here, or to go?"
Umm, right. I ordered all of these things to sit down somewhere and start a merry food fight with my invisible little friends that are literally swarming the place.
(me) "Umm... Do I really look like I was able to eat all of this stuff by myself?
(her) *blank stare*
(me) ...
(her) *blank stare*
(me) *sigh* "To go, please"
(her) *packing things up* "Why didn't you tell me so before, when you odered"
Is it robots they are employing there? (part 2)
One merry morning, a few seconds after 7:00, I come by McD while on my way to the office. Thinking that I could use one of their coffees, I pull over into their drive-through. Of course, the ordering booth is unmanned, so I drive to the second window (which is where you get your stuff and pay during the slow hours)
No one's there.
I wait a minute or two. Still no one.
I sound my horn. No reaction.
(Admitted, Suckiness on my part) I leave the car where it is and enter the facility (entrance is about 5 meters from said window). No one at the counter.
(me) "Good morning" (in a fairly loud voice).
Ah, someone noticed me, and is emerging from the back room.
(Me) "Good morning."
(him) *spots a car at the Drive Through. My Car* "Good Morning. One second please!" *rushes over to the window*
(Me) "There's no need to serve the Drive Through, that's my car..."
(him) *oblivious to what I said, opens the window, looks out... gets a baffled expression on his face*
(Me) "Um; like I said, that's my car."
(Him) "Well, why are you in here, then?"
(Me) "Because no one was manning the Drive Through?"
(Him) "You can't park there."
(Me) "I know. Should I go back, or may I order from here, and go back then?"
(Him) "What'll it be, then?"
(Me) "One large coffee, please. Wait, make that two." *turns to go back to the car*
(Him) "Sir, where are you going? I have your coffee right here. Will that be for here, or to go?"
So, I stepped into McD the other day. Time is 11:25 (this might be relevant later), only one cashier going, with a line about eight people deep. *sigh* So, I prepare for a litle wait...
...and wait, as the lady currently being served has no idea what toy to get for her children's Happy Meals, forcing her to go and drag them (one by one) to the counter, so the little rugrats are able to 'umm... duuh... dunno. Maybe that'un (out of stock)'... *le sigh*
...and wait, as one of the gentlemen in front of me seems to be ordering pickup for about three football teams, with no small amount of built-to-order burgers...
With only one person standing in line before me, a second cashier starts going Yippie-ya-yay! Given the fact that several people almost stampede to the new line, I decide to keep my calm, and stay where I am. Which, btw, turned out to be a mistake.
Person in front of me gets his order through reasonably quick, so I step up, open my mouth, to
(him) "Just a moment" *leaves to the backroom*
(me) *grumble*
*Worker returns shortly after (it's 12:01 now), ignores me for a while more while merrily taking down the 'breakfast offer' signs*
(him) "So, what can I do for you?"
(me) "Well, I'd like one Coke, a Hamburger, and one of your Bacon-and-Egg..."
(him) *cuts me off* "Breakfast offer hours are over, there are no more Eggs available for today"
(me) "Well, they were when I steppen in line. They even were when I stepped up to the counter, before you turned away from me."
(him) "Yeah. Tough, huh?"
(me) "Look, I can see you have one of these in the warm keeping shelf"
(at which time his colleague came over ant took said item to service the customer in her line)
(me) *sigh* "Very well then, keep the burger and coke as well, and let me talk to your manager, please"
which seemed to be his cue for getting mad at me, calling me a typical German Nazi who has nothing better to do than to pick on him (him being from Turkey) at the top of his lungs, yelling that he was being sick of being treated like an idiot for being Turk, that he was proud of being Turk, yadda yadda...
At least, he didn't need to fetch a manager for me. With all the commotion he caused, his shift manager came over to look what the problem might be
Well, I can imagine I was the one straw that broke this particular camel's back... still, I fail to see the suckiness from my side... especially as I remained polite until the very end, while simple things like a greeting, or any of the words 'please, thanks, sorry' never left his lips during the whole time...
Is it robots they are employing there?
It's about a quarter past midnight, I have some folks at my place, hosting our RPG troupe, when suddenly one of the guys comments he's hungry. A few others pipe up that they could use some foodstuff as well. Since about everything edible (at last everything of it I'd voluntarily throw them) is pretty much depleted, we decide to order something. Or not, since delivery hours of the services in the area end at about 11:30 PM, so driving over to McD and getting some of their stuff is the only option.
Being the good host I am, I entrust the party to my kid brother (who was GM'img anyway), and go over. As expected of the time, the place is pretty empty, only one pair of customers sitting at a table in the far corner, being much more absorbed with one another than their surroundings or their cooling food, but hey; that's their thing, not mine. Other than them, me, and the employees running graveyard shift, there's no one else there.
So, I step up to the counter, and start ordering away: Three super-size menus, one 20-pack McNuggets, a couple bonus burgers... when the employee asks
(Her) "Will that be for here, or to go?"
Umm, right. I ordered all of these things to sit down somewhere and start a merry food fight with my invisible little friends that are literally swarming the place.
(me) "Umm... Do I really look like I was able to eat all of this stuff by myself?
(her) *blank stare*
(me) ...
(her) *blank stare*
(me) *sigh* "To go, please"
(her) *packing things up* "Why didn't you tell me so before, when you odered"
Is it robots they are employing there? (part 2)
One merry morning, a few seconds after 7:00, I come by McD while on my way to the office. Thinking that I could use one of their coffees, I pull over into their drive-through. Of course, the ordering booth is unmanned, so I drive to the second window (which is where you get your stuff and pay during the slow hours)
No one's there.
I wait a minute or two. Still no one.
I sound my horn. No reaction.
(Admitted, Suckiness on my part) I leave the car where it is and enter the facility (entrance is about 5 meters from said window). No one at the counter.
(me) "Good morning" (in a fairly loud voice).
Ah, someone noticed me, and is emerging from the back room.
(Me) "Good morning."
(him) *spots a car at the Drive Through. My Car* "Good Morning. One second please!" *rushes over to the window*
(Me) "There's no need to serve the Drive Through, that's my car..."
(him) *oblivious to what I said, opens the window, looks out... gets a baffled expression on his face*
(Me) "Um; like I said, that's my car."
(Him) "Well, why are you in here, then?"
(Me) "Because no one was manning the Drive Through?"
(Him) "You can't park there."
(Me) "I know. Should I go back, or may I order from here, and go back then?"
(Him) "What'll it be, then?"
(Me) "One large coffee, please. Wait, make that two." *turns to go back to the car*
(Him) "Sir, where are you going? I have your coffee right here. Will that be for here, or to go?"
Comment