and you are worried about fats, calories, sugar and whether a soggy monopoly game piece for free fries can be cashed in, just forget all that, here's something else to focus on. Why is the counter person allowing the person ahead of you, to place a drippy, dirty toddler, butt side down, right on the counter, where soon, she'll be placing your nice hot Big and Tasty Meal, medium w/ diet coke. And which is worse, if the kid just sits there drooling, or if mom decides to stand the kid up on the counter, in shoes, worn by a child to young to know what not to step in. I'd say the shoe option is worse, but the seating option gets a more visceral reaction, from me anyway. If the counterperson spoke English, would they then dare to ask that the child be removed? Probably not, they'd probably be risking losing the tiny scrap of civility that remains, the shaky one that keeps McD's from becoming a screaming bloodbath at any given moment, over issues like the fries not ready when it's your turn, or having some cretin pour you the last dregs of ancient coffee, or hand you sour milk or salads with long dead dates--that's sell by dates, not a new fruit'n nut combo.
but I digress.
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