Now, I know burgers are different from pizzas. However, I also know that reading something isn't so bad when I am literally the only customer in the store.
Also, when the entire kitchen staff is standing there talking about their clubbing later, I know you're not too busy.
OH YEAH. The drive-thru was also locked up since the speaker was broken (which was the only reason I went in).
So I order, one McDouble with only pickles. One tea.
I get my drink, come back and wait...
...and wait.
...and check my watch to see that 20 minutes has passed.
I flag down someone at the back of the kitchen, and ask if my burger was done.
HUZZAH, it was sitting at the drive-thru window.
I open it, it has everything with no pickles. I ask if I can have a McDouble... pickles only, show my receipt. (food allergy)
I then get an everything with pickles...
Show my receipt again.
They make it everything extra pickles.
...again, and then I somehow got a chicken sandwich with pickles and onion.
...again, and I get a McDouble with ketchup.
...so I just asked for my dollar ten back.
"Um.. seriously? Just eat that...?"
No.. I'm kinda allergic to the onions on every sandwich you've given me.
"UGH... ... ... ROGER!!"
Roger comes up, throws a messy napkin down by my hand, throws my money in change at me (which I pick up), hands me a slip to sign, which I do.
I start to walk out when Roger asks me if I want corporate's number.
I say no, I was going to (this particular McD's district manager)'s house for supper, and will talk to him there.
Their eyes go wide, as boyfriend-man walks in and yells WTF is going on in here?!
Also, when the entire kitchen staff is standing there talking about their clubbing later, I know you're not too busy.
OH YEAH. The drive-thru was also locked up since the speaker was broken (which was the only reason I went in).
So I order, one McDouble with only pickles. One tea.
I get my drink, come back and wait...
...and wait.
...and check my watch to see that 20 minutes has passed.
I flag down someone at the back of the kitchen, and ask if my burger was done.
HUZZAH, it was sitting at the drive-thru window.
I open it, it has everything with no pickles. I ask if I can have a McDouble... pickles only, show my receipt. (food allergy)
I then get an everything with pickles...
Show my receipt again.
They make it everything extra pickles.
...again, and then I somehow got a chicken sandwich with pickles and onion.
...again, and I get a McDouble with ketchup.
...so I just asked for my dollar ten back.
"Um.. seriously? Just eat that...?"
No.. I'm kinda allergic to the onions on every sandwich you've given me.
"UGH... ... ... ROGER!!"
Roger comes up, throws a messy napkin down by my hand, throws my money in change at me (which I pick up), hands me a slip to sign, which I do.
I start to walk out when Roger asks me if I want corporate's number.
I say no, I was going to (this particular McD's district manager)'s house for supper, and will talk to him there.
Their eyes go wide, as boyfriend-man walks in and yells WTF is going on in here?!
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