And waited.
And started to reverse outta there cuz I was tired of waiting, but the driveway was too curvy to back out comfortably, so I waited some more.
Then another car pulled into the other drive-thru and got immediate service. So I called into the speaker, "Is anyone there?"
And a (imaginary) tumbleweed blew across the drive in front of the car.
Finally, I decided to go forward, past both windows, and take off. But when I got to the first window, a kindly teenager took my order: chicken nugget happy meal for a boy, with a Dr. Pepper.
I pulled up to the next window and was handed my order. As I opened the straw to take a drink, I realized my drink was a medium, not a small. Cool - slight upgrade.
And then I took a drink.
It tasted funny, so I took another drink. And then I realized why it tasted odd.
It. was. Coke.
Coke, people!
Do I look like the kind of person who drinks Coke?
I think not.
So I urge you, brethren, eat not of this restaurant this day, lest McDonald's think low-ish prices for "food" be an expected trade off for shoddy service.
Don't let them win. Not today.
1 comment:
Sounds a lot like our local Checkers when we lived in Delaware! It was total luck if we managed to pick the drive-thru side that had someone answering, and no need to mention the wait times. I made your National Don't Eat at McDonald's Day an international affair, just for you. ;)
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