To that lady who called and bitched me out during dinner tonight…FUCK YOU! If you’re gonna be full of shit, at least have the decency to wait until I don’t remember you before tryng to scam free stuff off McD’s. Yeah, it’s possible that they forgot your toys this morning when you came through. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. I gave you the 6 toys. But when you called back to say we forgot your nuggets in the happy meals…yeah, okay. I filled the order. I took the order. I put the nuggets in myself…right next to the toys. I’m sure you paid $16 to take a cab to get here…who doesn’t take a cab to get to mcdonalds these days? Sure, we’ll replace your order. You’re full of shit, but that’s besides the point. Gift certificates? You’re pushing it. C’mon down, talk to my boss. She’ll set you up with something, I’m sure. And oh yeah, I checked…you never called about your toys.
But hey, at least we didn’t forget your sweet and sour.
Anxiously awaiting your return,
the stressed out manager at McDonalds
You should put some sort of nasty thing that came from inside your body onto her food so that when she eats the food she will also eat the nasty thing!
“Yea…I’d like a sneeze burger, crotch fries…large spooje shake, and McDonald land pukies for dessert. Oh, and some of that Cream of Some Yung Guy soup. Yeah, thanks…”
I hate people like that ! In fact I hate customers who bitch, rant, rave and throw a fit just to get freebies, discounts, and have people kiss their asses just to make them happy.
I worked at McD’s for a total of 27 days, and hated every moment of it. People take out their daily frustrations on you, and every so often there’s that guy who makes himself feel important by screaming at the girl behind the counter until she breaks down and cries. As I always say, people that work at McDonalds (or any public service job for that matter) are going straight to heaven when they die. They’ve already had their hell on earth.
