One would think that with the advent of display screens at drive-thru restaurants that order accuracy would improve markedly. But NO... it turns out they are only there for the amusement and frustation of the patrons.
Here's an example from this morning:
"I want 2 sausage biscuits with NO egg, a hashbrown, and a large diet coke".
Here's what gets displayed:
4 SAUSAGE BISC
X CHEESE
1 LG DIET COKE
"No! Just 2 sausage biscuits with NO egg. And I would like a hash brown please."
2 SAUSAGE BISC
X CHEESE
1 BAC MCGRIDDLE
1 HASH BROWN
"We're getting closer here. NO Mcgriddle, YES hash brown. Did you get the no egg on the sausage biscuits? And what happened to my Diet Coke?"
2 SAUSAGE BISC
x NO EGG
1 HASH BROWN
1 LG DIET COKE
"Okay thanks!"
Of course, the journey doesn't end there. After paying and proceeding to the pickup window, the guy flat out asks me, "What did you order again?"
(sigh) I reiterate my simple order to the even simpler person. He nodded - which I thought indicated comprehension but probably just meant he had a neck injury - and proceeded to immediately hand me the wrong order despite his feigned verification.
I continued to debate some more, and eventually ended up with the following:
1 Sausage biscuit, with no egg (yay!)
1 ham and cheese sandwhich of some kind, mislabeled in a Mcgriddle wrapper.
1 hash brown
1 Large diet coke
So after all that struggle, he came pretty close. I normally fight to the bitter end and get what I had specifically paid for, but I was already late for work and the unidentified ham-n-cheese-like object had finally stopped moving, so I decided to cut my losses and get the hell out of there before I suffered another brain anuerism out of sheer bewilderment.
Regardless of fun experiences like this, they KNOW I'll be back for more. The McCrack they load up their food with is more addicting than nicotine, and they have long since forbid me from attending McDonald's Anonymous meetings after the little incident where someone spiked the triple-thick coffee with LSD (why am *I* always the one who gets the blame for stuff like this?).
Oh well, off to enjoy my breakfast of champions. I can feel my arteries hardening already...
Here's an example from this morning:
"I want 2 sausage biscuits with NO egg, a hashbrown, and a large diet coke".
Here's what gets displayed:
4 SAUSAGE BISC
X CHEESE
1 LG DIET COKE
"No! Just 2 sausage biscuits with NO egg. And I would like a hash brown please."
2 SAUSAGE BISC
X CHEESE
1 BAC MCGRIDDLE
1 HASH BROWN
"We're getting closer here. NO Mcgriddle, YES hash brown. Did you get the no egg on the sausage biscuits? And what happened to my Diet Coke?"
2 SAUSAGE BISC
x NO EGG
1 HASH BROWN
1 LG DIET COKE
"Okay thanks!"
Of course, the journey doesn't end there. After paying and proceeding to the pickup window, the guy flat out asks me, "What did you order again?"
(sigh) I reiterate my simple order to the even simpler person. He nodded - which I thought indicated comprehension but probably just meant he had a neck injury - and proceeded to immediately hand me the wrong order despite his feigned verification.
I continued to debate some more, and eventually ended up with the following:
1 Sausage biscuit, with no egg (yay!)
1 ham and cheese sandwhich of some kind, mislabeled in a Mcgriddle wrapper.
1 hash brown
1 Large diet coke
So after all that struggle, he came pretty close. I normally fight to the bitter end and get what I had specifically paid for, but I was already late for work and the unidentified ham-n-cheese-like object had finally stopped moving, so I decided to cut my losses and get the hell out of there before I suffered another brain anuerism out of sheer bewilderment.
Regardless of fun experiences like this, they KNOW I'll be back for more. The McCrack they load up their food with is more addicting than nicotine, and they have long since forbid me from attending McDonald's Anonymous meetings after the little incident where someone spiked the triple-thick coffee with LSD (why am *I* always the one who gets the blame for stuff like this?).
Oh well, off to enjoy my breakfast of champions. I can feel my arteries hardening already...
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I dont eat McD's So I dont deal with the mcCrack factor, but i know it's there. I see some people in my store, 2-3 times a day. Every single day. If thats not addicted, I dont know what is.
oh and micky "D"s is just a heart attack wiating to happen! lol!