I Thought I Was Gonna Die

My wife stopped at the McDonald’s drive through last night so I could get a couple cheeseburgers and a large fries. This was no problem, but the breakfast sandwich she ordered was an issue. They didn’t say anything about any extra time needed for that, but they gave us the rest of the food at the window and told us to go to a pull over spot to wait for the breakfast sandwich.

No big deal, right? I can understand if some food is already ready, pre-prepared, and some actually needs to be cooked. However, car after car left the drive through with their food. One was told to pull over, but then someone brought out their food and they left. Still nothing.

My wife finally went in fifteen minutes later and they said it was almost ready and would be out in just a moment. Perhaps ten minutes later she went in again and was handed a sack full of food including the breakfast sandwich. The excuse was they were short-staffed, but that didn’t really work with twenty minutes or more to make a breakfast sandwich when other food was still getting made. However much they’d had in back stock pre-made, it was well gone by then.

They clearly forgot to make the breakfast sandwich when they had us pull over and just didn’t want to say it.

And we didn’t want the extra food. It was our entire order repeated again, other than the breakfast sandwich wasn’t doubled and no new drinks (which were pretty well gone by that point given the fact we’d already been eating the food they had given us), and included two pies as extras. It was pointless but they would throw it out if we didn’t take it and it seemed such a waste, feeling like we needed something for our time. I didn’t want any of it, but ate it anyway. It was right there.

I felt like I was gonna die.

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About David S. Atkinson

David S. Atkinson enjoys typing about himself in the third person, although he does not generally enjoy speaking in such a fashion. However, he is concerned about the Kierkegaard quote "Once you label me you negate me." He worries that if he attempts to define himself he will, in fact, nullify his existence...
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