Social Anxiety

We went to the Mcdonald’s drive thru last night, I placed my order. The screen wasn’t working (what a shock) A number 3 and a mc chicken sandwich, and a coke to drink. The lady says it’ll be $4 something and Brian says that’s too cheap, she didn’t get your sandwich. I said the chicken sandwich is only a dollar. Yeah, I eat a dollar sandwich while he has a number 3. So we go to the first window, I pay. Then to the second window, get our bag, I dig though it, there’s no chicken sandwich. I sit there waiting for the stupid window girl to come back. She’s in there screwing around acting like a flipping retard. Finally she comes back to the window. I told her I had ordered a chicken sandwich but the screen wasn’t working so I didn’t know it hadn’t been added on the order. She’s all “OK hod on” She goes and screws around some more then comes back and says it’s a dollar 6. I pay, then wait. Then she says can you pull up to the lines. I asked if it was going to take them long to get it ready. She said no. Like a good customer I pulled up and waited and waited and waited. 10 minutes! I couldn’t go in cause I had my pj’s on. Brian was in his slippers. So we’re waiting. Finally some woman comes out and says “What did you order?” uhh, a chicken sandwich. Good golly. What is wrong with those people? A little chicken sandwich. I didn’t realize it was so hard to get it together. Maybe they need someone’s who’s not an idiot working there. Next time I’m sitting at mc-sucky-donald’s and they ask me to pull up my answer will be “No, I’ll wait here till I get my food.”

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