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First off an introduction, I am new to this site. My wife frequents this forum and tells me about some of the more interesting things she reads. I have worked retail, customer service and food service jobs in the past and I can completely understand how a bad customer can ruin your day. I usually tip quite well, as long as the server has done a decent job and I am almost never rude or mean to an employee, usually its management’s fault anyway. That being said there is another side to that particular coin. When someone comes down on you for a simple mistake try and keep in mind that they may not actually be mad at you, they are mad at the last person who completely screwed them over. That is NOT an excuse as we all know, but understanding it might help you get past it.
DISCLAIMER: I was a complete ass at the end of this story. You can judge for yourself whether or not it was warranted.
At a 24 hour McDonalds in Southern California at ~10:00pm
I pull in to the drive through with my wife after having seen the new movie 23 (pretty good actually, Jim Carrey didn’t screw it up like I thought he might.) and I place our order.
McD’s Manager: Can you hold on for a minute?
Me: yeah
3 minute wait
McD’s Manager: Ok can I get your order?
Me: Can I have a number 10 with a light lemonade, a number 3 large with a coke and a double cheeseburger.
McD’s Manager: (something unintelligible due to a thick Hispanic accent and broken English)
Me: Excuse me?
McD’s Manager: What size the number 10?
Me: Small.
McD’s Manager: So you (unintelligible) number (unintelligible) with a coke?
Me: Umm, I want a number three, large with a coke, a number 10 small with a light lemonade and a double cheeseburger.
2 minute pause
McD’s Manager: Ok that will be $10.73(or thereabouts) at the second window.
I pull forward thinking, “that was strange, but ok. I am pretty sure she got that wrong but we shall see.”
5 minute pause at the window
One of the other employee’s looks from the register area out at our car and, in Spanish, asks a question, directed at the manager, that seemed to imply confusion as to why we were sitting in her drive through.
2 minute pause
McD’s manager takes another order, I hear something about a Mr. Pibb, she seems to be having trouble communicating with this order too. She repeated the same thing 2 or 3 times. I am not paying too much attention though just talking about the movie with my wife. McD’s Manager, after filling our drinks and the next orders drinks, shuffles all the drinks around in the machine. Now I really know this is all going to go haywire but I need to give them the chance, maybe they will realize how retarded it would be to shuffle a drink order after filling it. Mr. Pibb and Coke don’t look that much different to the naked eye last time I checked.
2 minute pause
The employee, who was confused earlier, comes to the window
Employee: “Excuse me, what did you order?”
Me: Oh Christ. “ I ordered a number 10 with a light lemonade, a number 3 large with a Coke and a double cheeseburger.”
1 minute pause
Employee: Ok, that will be $10.73.
I gave her my credit card and she handed me 2 large drinks. One should have been small but at this point I am not going to correct her, hell I figured the $0.05 mistake was the least they owed for the aggravation.
2 minute pause
The employee brings our order and checks it before handing it off. Just before I pull away I say (WARNING, Asshole Alert)
Me:“ Helpful Hint: Maybe if she (McD’s Manager) could speak or comprehend English, this would go a lot easier”
Employee: Yeah (laughs while bending my straws in her hand.)
I pulled away after that. Yeah I was an ass, but I had a reason. The McD’s Manager had no business taking orders in the drive through as her accent and broken English made it even more difficult than normal to place an order. Her lack of English comprehension would become apparent soon after we pulled away.
As we are leaving my wife tells me I shouldn’t have been a jerk to them and there were nicer ways to handle the situation. She is right, and I know it, but I simply cannot contain myself. Stupidity drives me up the wall, I cannot stand it. When I see stupid people doing stupid things I simply have no choice but to respond.
Then my wife checks the order, ready to distribute the fries for the ride back home. This is where we discover how horribly wrong it all went. The only parts of our order that were properly delivered were my fries and my wife’s chicken nuggets. Instead of a number 3, a Quarter Pounder w/ Cheese, I received a Big Mac, instead of Coke I received Mr. Pibb (some may like it, I am not a fan) and instead of a double cheeseburger I received two regular cheeseburgers. My wife also received a large lemonade, not light, and a large fry. At this point I was laughing at the stupidity of it all, feeling an urge to cry for the future of the human race, and a dealing with a rather strong desire to go back so I could throw the food in the manager’s face but my wife convinced me not to when she said: “But you can’t taste stupidity, Baby.” (Kevin Smith reference FTW!)
I don’t mind waiting a bit longer late at night for my order, that usually means its fresher.
I don’t mind them making a few mistakes on my order, Big Mac = Quarter pounder roughly. 2 regular cheeseburgers = 1 double cheeseburger roughly, stuff happens.
I don’t mind getting Mr. Pibb instead of Coke or Lemonade instead of Light Lemonade again stuff happens.
I don’t mind having a difficult time communicating with a drive through operator its nothing to get pissed about.
I don’t mind repeating my order once if need be, no one is perfect.
I mind that all of these things went wrong with one simple order, I cannot imagine the number that would describe the random chance of this many things going wrong in so short a time to a person of even average intelligence. I mind that someone so inept reached the level of Manager in a McDonalds. I understand that McD’s isn’t exactly Trump Enterprises but how the hell did her boss understand her in the interview?
I will try my best to not let this experience flow over into my next fast food order as it really wont be the next persons fault if something goes a little wrong. I probably will not go off on anyone for it, but I am a bit more patient than most consumers. Imagine someone with little patience who gets into another drive through after that and has trouble understanding the drive through person, or has to repeat their order more than once. This is how the crap you don’t deserve gets dumped on you. Again, it isn’t an excuse for the behavior but perhaps now you will understand why it does happen, and for God’s sake if you are working with someone like that don’t let them work the drive through!

First off an introduction, I am new to this site. My wife frequents this forum and tells me about some of the more interesting things she reads. I have worked retail, customer service and food service jobs in the past and I can completely understand how a bad customer can ruin your day. I usually tip quite well, as long as the server has done a decent job and I am almost never rude or mean to an employee, usually its management’s fault anyway. That being said there is another side to that particular coin. When someone comes down on you for a simple mistake try and keep in mind that they may not actually be mad at you, they are mad at the last person who completely screwed them over. That is NOT an excuse as we all know, but understanding it might help you get past it.
DISCLAIMER: I was a complete ass at the end of this story. You can judge for yourself whether or not it was warranted.
At a 24 hour McDonalds in Southern California at ~10:00pm
I pull in to the drive through with my wife after having seen the new movie 23 (pretty good actually, Jim Carrey didn’t screw it up like I thought he might.) and I place our order.
McD’s Manager: Can you hold on for a minute?
Me: yeah
3 minute wait
McD’s Manager: Ok can I get your order?
Me: Can I have a number 10 with a light lemonade, a number 3 large with a coke and a double cheeseburger.
McD’s Manager: (something unintelligible due to a thick Hispanic accent and broken English)
Me: Excuse me?
McD’s Manager: What size the number 10?
Me: Small.
McD’s Manager: So you (unintelligible) number (unintelligible) with a coke?
Me: Umm, I want a number three, large with a coke, a number 10 small with a light lemonade and a double cheeseburger.
2 minute pause
McD’s Manager: Ok that will be $10.73(or thereabouts) at the second window.
I pull forward thinking, “that was strange, but ok. I am pretty sure she got that wrong but we shall see.”
5 minute pause at the window
One of the other employee’s looks from the register area out at our car and, in Spanish, asks a question, directed at the manager, that seemed to imply confusion as to why we were sitting in her drive through.
2 minute pause
McD’s manager takes another order, I hear something about a Mr. Pibb, she seems to be having trouble communicating with this order too. She repeated the same thing 2 or 3 times. I am not paying too much attention though just talking about the movie with my wife. McD’s Manager, after filling our drinks and the next orders drinks, shuffles all the drinks around in the machine. Now I really know this is all going to go haywire but I need to give them the chance, maybe they will realize how retarded it would be to shuffle a drink order after filling it. Mr. Pibb and Coke don’t look that much different to the naked eye last time I checked.
2 minute pause
The employee, who was confused earlier, comes to the window
Employee: “Excuse me, what did you order?”
Me: Oh Christ. “ I ordered a number 10 with a light lemonade, a number 3 large with a Coke and a double cheeseburger.”
1 minute pause
Employee: Ok, that will be $10.73.
I gave her my credit card and she handed me 2 large drinks. One should have been small but at this point I am not going to correct her, hell I figured the $0.05 mistake was the least they owed for the aggravation.
2 minute pause
The employee brings our order and checks it before handing it off. Just before I pull away I say (WARNING, Asshole Alert)
Me:“ Helpful Hint: Maybe if she (McD’s Manager) could speak or comprehend English, this would go a lot easier”
Employee: Yeah (laughs while bending my straws in her hand.)
I pulled away after that. Yeah I was an ass, but I had a reason. The McD’s Manager had no business taking orders in the drive through as her accent and broken English made it even more difficult than normal to place an order. Her lack of English comprehension would become apparent soon after we pulled away.
As we are leaving my wife tells me I shouldn’t have been a jerk to them and there were nicer ways to handle the situation. She is right, and I know it, but I simply cannot contain myself. Stupidity drives me up the wall, I cannot stand it. When I see stupid people doing stupid things I simply have no choice but to respond.
Then my wife checks the order, ready to distribute the fries for the ride back home. This is where we discover how horribly wrong it all went. The only parts of our order that were properly delivered were my fries and my wife’s chicken nuggets. Instead of a number 3, a Quarter Pounder w/ Cheese, I received a Big Mac, instead of Coke I received Mr. Pibb (some may like it, I am not a fan) and instead of a double cheeseburger I received two regular cheeseburgers. My wife also received a large lemonade, not light, and a large fry. At this point I was laughing at the stupidity of it all, feeling an urge to cry for the future of the human race, and a dealing with a rather strong desire to go back so I could throw the food in the manager’s face but my wife convinced me not to when she said: “But you can’t taste stupidity, Baby.” (Kevin Smith reference FTW!)
I don’t mind waiting a bit longer late at night for my order, that usually means its fresher.
I don’t mind them making a few mistakes on my order, Big Mac = Quarter pounder roughly. 2 regular cheeseburgers = 1 double cheeseburger roughly, stuff happens.
I don’t mind getting Mr. Pibb instead of Coke or Lemonade instead of Light Lemonade again stuff happens.
I don’t mind having a difficult time communicating with a drive through operator its nothing to get pissed about.
I don’t mind repeating my order once if need be, no one is perfect.
I mind that all of these things went wrong with one simple order, I cannot imagine the number that would describe the random chance of this many things going wrong in so short a time to a person of even average intelligence. I mind that someone so inept reached the level of Manager in a McDonalds. I understand that McD’s isn’t exactly Trump Enterprises but how the hell did her boss understand her in the interview?
I will try my best to not let this experience flow over into my next fast food order as it really wont be the next persons fault if something goes a little wrong. I probably will not go off on anyone for it, but I am a bit more patient than most consumers. Imagine someone with little patience who gets into another drive through after that and has trouble understanding the drive through person, or has to repeat their order more than once. This is how the crap you don’t deserve gets dumped on you. Again, it isn’t an excuse for the behavior but perhaps now you will understand why it does happen, and for God’s sake if you are working with someone like that don’t let them work the drive through!




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