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From: derrick@mcc-db.UUCP (Dwayne Derrick)
Newsgroups: net.flame
Subject: Some McDonalds tips NEVER work???
Message-ID: <157@mcc-db.UUCP>
Date: Wed, 17-Apr-85 21:01:54 EST
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Posted: Wed Apr 17 21:01:54 1985
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As a longtime fastfood junkie, I disagree with the majority of disgustingly
polite users who suggest that we simply act human to the simps holding up
the counters!

By my best calculations, I have concluded that the I.Q. level of MOST fastfood
employee's is approx. 1/8 of his/her hourly pay. 

I have come to this conclusion BECAUSE.... Everytime I go to a fastfood place
and order my standard burger,fries and med. coke I finish with a THATS ALL.
And 9 times out of 10 those idiots reply with   "would you like anything else?"

McTwits is by far the worst. I hate it. You know what else I hate?

I hate it when some semi-intellect who is atleast 3 years older than 
me (20) calls me SIR!
And when I ask them why they call me SIR, they never can give
me a reason?
In all actuallity, I am getting paranoid! I must look atleast 55 to fastfood
employees and only 20 to the rest of the population. Could it be something
they eat?

I also REALLY hate it when I ask for a coke and the usually crude response
is (as if I failed the bar exam), "We DON't have coke, just pepsi!"

Listen folks.. I have already proved by the fact that I eat at this joint, that
I DON'T have any taste buds, What difference does it make whether its coke or
pepsi? None!


Due to my over-exposure in the rough and tough world of fastfood, I have 
learned how to survive. Just last week I found a piece of plastic in my
hamburger from Wendy's. My dad and uncle had just finished, and I was on
my last bite when I found it... So I walked straight up to the counter in
front of 12 or 15 yet to be customers and LOUDLY announced that I had found
foreign matter in my hamburger! It was fantastic! The scrawny twit of a manager
rushed to the counter and asked what I had ordered, I quickly listed off our
$8+ order and he refunded all my money. I was laughing as I followed half the
yet to be customers out the door.

The moral to all this is: Use jungle warfare when dealing with primates!
Go for the throat, and shoot to kill, and don't be afraid to speak up when
they screw up your order.. Cause they WILL screw up your order...

I will finish with a little tune I heard from a EX-Burger Kinger..

Screw your pickles, screw your lettuce
special orders Do upset us
Alls we ask is that you let us serve it OUR way

Have it OUR way, or go someplace else
Have it OUR way at Burger King...