Fast Food Experiences
Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 3:46 pm
Menolly, if you want to move this to GD feel free.
So, Friday I'm in Yerington, NV (hicksville) for my grandmother's funeral. We stop at McDonald's on the way out of town for a late lunch / early dinner. Go through the drive-thru. My brother's driving, my mom's sitting in the backseat, and I'm sitting shotgun. So on the way out of town, I hand everybody their food. I give my bro his quarterpounder, and he opens it up. It looks like there's a piece missing or something on the edge.
My brother says "What the hell is this?" and hands me the burger. I look at it. It has a bite taken out of it. One perfect bite - right through both buns, the cheese, the meat, and even a pickle. Not only that, but it looks old. The grease has congealed over the bite mark, everything's dried out.
So we turn around on the highway and go back. My brother and I go into McDonalds. He walks straight up to the counter and throws the burger down, yelling "What kind of establishment are you running here?"
The fairly young, Hispanic manager, whose eyes are now almost wider than her face, asks if there's a problem with out food.
"Yeah," my bro says. "Someone's eaten it before I did." We show her the partially eaten, dessicated quarterpounder, and she's flabbergasted. She starts yelling at the employees, though none of them are copping to it. I'm not sure how all the people in the store took it (personally, I would've returned what food I had left and demanded a refund), but one guy was rolling with laughter.
We ended up getting all our food remade fresh (my brother watched them prepare it), a full refund, and two apple pies (at my request, even though I don't really like the apple pies).
Good times.
So, Friday I'm in Yerington, NV (hicksville) for my grandmother's funeral. We stop at McDonald's on the way out of town for a late lunch / early dinner. Go through the drive-thru. My brother's driving, my mom's sitting in the backseat, and I'm sitting shotgun. So on the way out of town, I hand everybody their food. I give my bro his quarterpounder, and he opens it up. It looks like there's a piece missing or something on the edge.
My brother says "What the hell is this?" and hands me the burger. I look at it. It has a bite taken out of it. One perfect bite - right through both buns, the cheese, the meat, and even a pickle. Not only that, but it looks old. The grease has congealed over the bite mark, everything's dried out.
So we turn around on the highway and go back. My brother and I go into McDonalds. He walks straight up to the counter and throws the burger down, yelling "What kind of establishment are you running here?"
The fairly young, Hispanic manager, whose eyes are now almost wider than her face, asks if there's a problem with out food.
"Yeah," my bro says. "Someone's eaten it before I did." We show her the partially eaten, dessicated quarterpounder, and she's flabbergasted. She starts yelling at the employees, though none of them are copping to it. I'm not sure how all the people in the store took it (personally, I would've returned what food I had left and demanded a refund), but one guy was rolling with laughter.
We ended up getting all our food remade fresh (my brother watched them prepare it), a full refund, and two apple pies (at my request, even though I don't really like the apple pies).
Good times.