McD's been around for like 50+ years.
The Mcdouble was introduced about 5 years ago. Xtra Large was eliminated about 8 years ago.
People are STILL confused about double cheeseburger/mcdouble and continue to ask for xtra large sized things.
Furthermore people continue to ask for 'biggie fries', 'cherry turnovers', 'malts', 'whoppers', 'value fries', etc etc.
Just where the hell do you think you are? You ever been to a McDonald's before?
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Sweat
Warm weather, means smelly people, get even smellier. Their radius of stink gets wider. Ugh. take a shower. Use soap. Several times if need be. Use deoderant. It isn't difficult.
It's freaking civilised. Get with the program here.
It's freaking civilised. Get with the program here.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Faithfully
Life events and a short vacation renewed my faith in humanity and the good of people.
It took 3 hours of a 17 hour greyhound ride and one hour at McDonald's for me to be back to my cynicism and hatred. (this chick talked too loud on her cell phone, and had the most annoying laugh)
"Here's your coke, and dr. pepper!"
"Oh I wanted those in styrofoam" a soft voice. a mutter. but one meant for me to hear. "BUT this is all right."
This fucking passive aggressiveness. I'm tired of it. If there's a problem, tell me directly, I'll fix it. If not, shut your damn mouth. All day went like that.
Then today... I take an order on counter. I'm taking other orders as someone else is gathering their order. She brings over the fries.
"Those are no salt right?"
The guy, the lady, neither one, at any point, said 'no salt'
I was about to lose it. I think it's the way they said it. Like they had asked for that. Bullcrap. They didn't ask for it. They just tacked it on, at the end.
Earlier a guy asked for a mocha frappe. I begin making it. "Oh I'm sorry, I wanted a caramel"
his tone was apologetic. nice. respectful. I remade it with a smile. Because, holy fuck, he was a nice guy.
It took 3 hours of a 17 hour greyhound ride and one hour at McDonald's for me to be back to my cynicism and hatred. (this chick talked too loud on her cell phone, and had the most annoying laugh)
"Here's your coke, and dr. pepper!"
"Oh I wanted those in styrofoam" a soft voice. a mutter. but one meant for me to hear. "BUT this is all right."
This fucking passive aggressiveness. I'm tired of it. If there's a problem, tell me directly, I'll fix it. If not, shut your damn mouth. All day went like that.
Then today... I take an order on counter. I'm taking other orders as someone else is gathering their order. She brings over the fries.
"Those are no salt right?"
The guy, the lady, neither one, at any point, said 'no salt'
I was about to lose it. I think it's the way they said it. Like they had asked for that. Bullcrap. They didn't ask for it. They just tacked it on, at the end.
Earlier a guy asked for a mocha frappe. I begin making it. "Oh I'm sorry, I wanted a caramel"
his tone was apologetic. nice. respectful. I remade it with a smile. Because, holy fuck, he was a nice guy.
Hot
ME- "So your name is?"
New person- "Blahblah, and you?"
"Hot Travis."
"I can see that..." (leaves awkwardly)
New person- "Blahblah, and you?"
"Hot Travis."
"I can see that..." (leaves awkwardly)
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