Okay, not that McDonalds is good, but still, at least they have some okay salads.
I'm in Houston at Bush Intercontinental Airport, waiting for my flight. I thought I better get something to eat before I go since it will be a few hours until I get home. Not finding anything else that really caught my fancy, I head to the McDonalds in Terminal A for a salad. "No salads," I was told. What?!? How can they not have salads. "You have to go to the one in Terminal B." Okay, no salad. What else? Oh, what the heck. I ordered myself a Big Mac meal (I hope DaltonGirl's not reading this). I pay for the meal. The girl hands me my medium soda. No lid. "Can I have a lid?" "We're out." Okay, first no salad, now no lid. This is not good.
While I'm waiting for my food, the next guy steps up and orders a large Hi-C soda. She hands him a Coke. When he points this out to her, she shoots him a look that seemed to me to say "What? I can't believe you're making me fix my mistake." You've probably seen that look before. I have.
Eventually I get my food. My Big Mac was all over the box, as in, some assembly required (make that a lot of assembly required). My fries? Limp as overcooked spaghetti. I wonder if there's even a manager there. Doesn't look like. Oh, well. I'll see if I can find them online. They should be expecting an email from me.
Okay, I'm off. Got a plane to catch. Just thought I would write about this lovely experience. :)
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the thing i like about McDonald's is that it's always the same, you know what to expect ... oops! :(
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