McDonalds… How I loathe thee.

Last Tuesday, the daughter of our bass player (and owner of practice space) had an afterschool vocal practice. Our current house is less than a mile from her school, so we volunteered to pick her up. It took a while to get her, so I knew I wouldn’t have time to go to any of my usual fast food/quick dinner places. I was going to go to Arby’s and get a chicken sandwich, but my sister said that she wanted McDonalds. I needed to get gas so I was going to Walmart, and it has a McDonalds in it.

(On another note here, did you know that if you buy gas at a Murphy USA gas station on the premises of a Walmart, that you will get 3 cents off of an already low price?)

So after I got my gas, we pulled up, and went in Walmart. Here is my Conversation

“Hello, I’d like two double cheeseburgers.” The cashier said, “That’ll be $2.61″ As I was getting out the money, I did the math in my head. “Um, whats the tax on that?” “9.5%” she said. Then she looked at me and said, “Oh. The double cheeseburger is $1.19 now.” Looking up at the dollar menu, and seeing the words ‘McDouble’, I asked, “Well, whats that?” “That’s the McDouble, it’s a dollar”.

Image from http://mcchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/mcdouble-mcdonalds-newest-product.html

So I said, “Well, I’ll have two of those.” The woman then looked at me like I was crazy, and then called back to her manger, “Hey Mrs.–, he wants to get a McDouble!” To this, the manager replied, “Well, tell him I can’t sell it to him.”

Me: “………”

The manager then walked up and said, “They took the Double Cheeseburger off the Dollar Menu, and replaced it with the McDouble.” “So,” I asked, “Whats the difference?” “Oh, well, the McDouble only has one piece of cheese instead of two.” Me again: “…….. So why can’t you sell it to me.” The manger: “I can’t sell those until tomorrow.” I, having working in a business world-renowned for customer service, am having difficulty comprehending. “So why is it on the menu now, if I can’t get it till tomorrow?” (my employer does major changes to signage when the store is closed) She said “I dunno, first shift did that.” So I gave in. I asked for two double cheeseburgers. My sister was freaking out because she had intended to only spend a dollar. I got my food, went out to the car and started eating. Only to find…

There was only one piece of cheese.

Last night, on the way to the Tenth Avenue North concert (I hope to blog about that too) I realized that I didn’t have enought money to buy my ticket. The nearest ATM was at a Super Walmart. I also realized that if I stopped there, I wouldn’t have time to get food anywhere else, let alone the fact that I didn’t have money for the food. I got my money, and the only place to eat, once again, was McDonalds.

I got in line, it was rather short, but the cashier was flirting with two guys from the carwash place across the street. I ordered my “McDouble” and got in line to wait. I stood there, and the folks fixed the food for the two carwash guys, and then the other employee seeing that there were only a few people waiting, and 8 tickets on the screen, handed the carwash guys their food, and cleared all the tickets. This has happened to me before, so I knew this wasn’t going to turn out well. The folks behind me ordered their food, and I stood waiting… waiting… waiting… and then the other employee (the one who had just cleared my order) said, ” Hey! These people didn’t order a McDouble!” The cashier rolled her eyes, pointed at me and muttered something under her breath, I would imagine about the incompetence of her fellow Wal-mart McDonalds workers. The other employee put it in a bag (with no napkins) and handed it to me, muttering something about “sorry for the wait”.

And this sandwich had TWO PIECES OF CHEESE.

I plan to avoid them as much as possible.

~ by jsrocker on December 4, 2008.