This morning, I decided to stop by the golden arches for breakfast. Nothing too exotic, just a couple of sausage biscuits. However--and if you haven't tried this, you should--I like mine with a spoonful of their gravy on the sandwich (this is even better at Carl's Jr. on a steak and biscuit sandwich). Sort of a guilty pleasure (especially given that I should be on a diet). When it came my turn at the window, I ordered it that way: "two sausage biscuits, and put about a tablespoon of gravy on each one." I had to explain it about three times to the pidgin English coming from the speaker, but it eventually rang up as a side of gravy (probably the only way they have to charge for it), but whatever.
When I got to the window, the woman taking the money confirmed "two sausage biscuits and a side of gravy." Well, close--I want two sausage biscuits, each with about a tablespoon of gravy on the sandwich. Note the use of the keywords "each" and "tablespoon;" I was very careful to use both. She had to go talk to several people, and the three cars ahead of me in the receiving line were long gone before I finally got the go-ahead.
Pulling up to the second window, I waited for a good five minutes before finally being handed my bag. Now being in a hurry to make an appointment, I pulled off. As I drove, I opened the bag to find...one completely dry sandwich, and a platter with a whole sandwich, smothered with gravy (they did at least think to include silverware).
Sonuvabitch. Not only can they not follow simple directions, but how the hell do they expect me to use a knife and fork while driving?
After my appointment, I went back and complained to the manager. I pointed it out, and he couldn't understand what I was complaining about (he also spoke pidgin English). If I ordered a hamburger with ketchup, would you put the burger on a plate and ladle ketchup over it? "Oh, of course not!" But he still thinks he did it right, even though I clearly said "each" and "tablespoon."
These idiots think they deserve $15/hr? I say we give them 15¢ and let them earn the rest in tips.
The machines can't take over fast enough.
When I got to the window, the woman taking the money confirmed "two sausage biscuits and a side of gravy." Well, close--I want two sausage biscuits, each with about a tablespoon of gravy on the sandwich. Note the use of the keywords "each" and "tablespoon;" I was very careful to use both. She had to go talk to several people, and the three cars ahead of me in the receiving line were long gone before I finally got the go-ahead.
Pulling up to the second window, I waited for a good five minutes before finally being handed my bag. Now being in a hurry to make an appointment, I pulled off. As I drove, I opened the bag to find...one completely dry sandwich, and a platter with a whole sandwich, smothered with gravy (they did at least think to include silverware).
Sonuvabitch. Not only can they not follow simple directions, but how the hell do they expect me to use a knife and fork while driving?
After my appointment, I went back and complained to the manager. I pointed it out, and he couldn't understand what I was complaining about (he also spoke pidgin English). If I ordered a hamburger with ketchup, would you put the burger on a plate and ladle ketchup over it? "Oh, of course not!" But he still thinks he did it right, even though I clearly said "each" and "tablespoon."
These idiots think they deserve $15/hr? I say we give them 15¢ and let them earn the rest in tips.
The machines can't take over fast enough.
