Jen and I spent the day up in Boston. We attended Trooper Paul Barry's 1st anniversary Mass at St. Mark's in Dorchester. Then it was Florian Hall. A day of just hanging with people who matter to us.
Then we headed home after a long day. As good as it was to be with these people to celebrate Paul's life, it was also a heavy day......very emotional. We decided on one last bad-for-us-meal. Tomorrow we must be back on Atkins......meat....meat....burger....burger.
We pull up to the McDonald's drive through. Simple order. Three items. One cheeseburger. One "plain" cheeseburger, no condiments. One small fry.
We get one cheeseburger. We get one small fry. We get..........a roll with two slices of cheese?
WTF?
Who is going to McDonald's for a roll and two slices of cheese.
I go back inside and the guy actually tries to tell me that the order was filled correctly. There is a slip attached to the paper. "See," he says "Plain, no burger." I reply "I ordered a plain cheeseburger. Cheese. Burger." He gave me a cheeseburger.
What nonsense. Jennifer blames me because I said "no condiments". She says no one in there knew what that meant. Hence all confusion was my fault.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
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Had you ordered in plain language that everyday people, especially those who work at McDonalds, use. You probably would have recieved a "plain" cheeseburger. Might it be that "most" McD's employees might not have ever heard the word condiments let alone understand it?
Bottom line...I of course agree with Jen...again!
SB
Dear SB,
BITE ME!
then......
BITE ME AGAIN!
kisses, love Maggie
Maggie next time say...hey no fucking pickles, mustid, ow cathup. No fucking cheese either ow I will kick ya teeth out.
*tried pathetically to type with a Boston accent...
I bet you get it plain...
"hey no fucking pickles, mustid, ow cathup. No fucking cheese either ow I will kick ya teeth out."
OK, wiseguy...let me help you with your Bostonian typing. You got the "mustid" right. But the rest just sounds like a really bad lisp.
"hey no fuckin' pickles, mustid, ah ketch-up. No fuckin' cheese eetha ah ahh'll kick ya teeth in."
There you go.......
I'm just surprised that the Mc-Employee actually communicated in English at all. We don't seem to have that luxury in NoVA.
Oh yes, I will definitely second Pia's note - the daughter of a friend tried to apply at a local Wendy's and was turned down because she wasn't fluent in, wait for it, yep, Spanish...
- SJS
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