
Originally Posted by
Lord Humungous
Bro, look....if they weren't fukkin clueless ass monkeys, they wouldn't be working at McDumbass. You gotta know when you order you have a 50/50 chance at BEST of getting what you asked for...and that's if all items are stock. If you don't want pickles, my suggestion is pick the fukkers off. If you actually pronounce the words "NO PICKLES" you'll be lucky to get anything resembling a hamburger (for instance).
And have you ever watched the look in thier eyes if you ask for something different over the counter? First, they freeze in terror. Then they glance at the register, eyes emblazoned with panic. Next they nervously poke at the register until it makes an awful BEEEEEEEEEEEEP....at which point they lose all of thier remaining brain functions, piss on thier legs and call for the manager.
Ahh yes, the manager. The symbol of order in an otherwise chaotic manifestation of retardation. One quarter at community college, 2 weeks at McDouchebag management school, a few phrases of spanish and they are in TOTAL CONTROL OF THE SITUATION!!!
So after waiting an additional 15 minutes while 30 other people get thier food and have already eaten and left, you finally lay your eyes on the plastic tray of hope....goodness at it's best, grease and salt on a sesame seed bun.....only one problem. The top half of the bun is missing, the burger is topless. And the fukking pickles are on the thing anyway.
This would be funny if it hadn't actually happened.....to me, unfortunately.
-LH