One day last week one day when we had absolutely no time (imagine that), we drove through a McDonald's drive thru for dinner. This is the McDonald's, mind you, that prides itself on their gourmet menu and "classy" environment. It is also of those that have the "double drive thru" intended for saving time and allowing more customers to go through the line.
We had already ordered and were waiting at the window to pay when we heard the guy behind us placing his order. He had to have been a regular to this particular McDonald's which was obvious by his overly-simplistic order.
"Thank you for stopping at McDonald's. How may I help you?" asked the cashier/drive-thru girl.
"Yes, we would like two double cheeseburgers and a McChicken, please."
"Okay. I have a double cheeseburger and two McChickens, correct?"
"Noooooooo..."(States the customer in a very slow, sing-song, talk-to-her-like-she's-in-preschool tone)
"That was TWO double cheeseburgers *insert pause* (allowing the cashier to comprehend) and ONE McChicken."
"Um...okay. Two double cheeseburgers and a McChicken."
"Yeeeees..." (insert long, loud sigh)
ROFL -- and imagine, it was even funnier in person.
As my husband and I tried to regain our composure, we pulled up to the window to see a teenager in ponytails and a giant ribbon. This didn't help matters. Those of you who know me KNOW how WELL I am at controlling my reactions and /or regaining my composure.
"Obviously you do not need to be well educated to work here," stated my husband.
I replied, "No, really? You know..they should post a notification on the sign in front when hiring that states, 'You really do not need to be smarter than a fifth grader to work here.' They would definitely get a bigger response."
Here's hoping the registers never break down and they actually have to COUNT CHANGE.
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