Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10.2 9/5/84; site mcc-db.UUCP Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!cbosgd!cbdkc1!desoto!packard!edsel!bentley!hoxna!houxm!vax135!cornell!uw-beaver!tektronix!zehntel!vlsvax1!qantel!dual!mordor!ut-sally!mcc-db!derrick From: derrick@mcc-db.UUCP (Dwayne Derrick) Newsgroups: net.flame Subject: I posted.."Some McDonalds Tips never work"......Why? Message-ID: <178@mcc-db.UUCP> Date: Tue, 7-May-85 03:04:16 EDT Article-I.D.: mcc-db.178 Posted: Tue May 7 03:04:16 1985 Date-Received: Fri, 10-May-85 00:59:30 EDT Distribution: net Organization: MCC (Austin, TX) Lines: 87 Gosh... Isn't EMAIL great!! Where else can one person, post one opinion, and get back 46 different responses, That all say the exact same THING??? Ok..I might have exagerated, maybe it wasn't 46, but I really did lose count after 20. Yes everybody... I realized after just ONE reply, that if you sell Pepsi to someone who asked for Coke, Coke will sue... Obviously, Coke doesn't want to be associated with Pepsi, Thats way they changedthe taste:-) (eh hutchy boy??) To those who may have read my orignal posting, I feel I may have been too cruel.I was abit harsh.. And I'm sorry. I read the many responses by people who said, "be nice to the hired help, they are people too, just alittle friendliness goes along way" you know? So I kinda mellowed out, became a friendlier person, nice guy etc... With my new found values, I decided I'd give Mcd just one more chance. I figured, Ahhh what the heck.. It wouldn't kill me, afterall, I am reformed now! A nice guy etc... I vowed I would be nice.. No smartaleck stuff. So I slowly pulled my car up to that old familiar sign, gave that quick glance down the menu, as I had so many times before. Yes, I thought, I know what I'll have! I was greeted by that nice young voice.. (at this point the memories all came rushing back to me, the happiness I used to feel at Mcd as a young boy, those Friday nites after the big game, Sunday afternoon with Grandpa...I was really feeling good!) Then those beautiful words came whispering thru the loudspeaker...."Welcome to MacDonalds, May I have your order Please!" I was so excited.. I had met my past, I had made restitution. I felt whole once more! I ordered!!! "I'll have a quarterpounder with cheese, and a large order of fries Please"! I said in the happiest voice I've had in years, and then I said,"And that will be all today, Thank You"! Then... she replied, "Would you like a coke with that?" A sudden feeling of anger pulsed thru my vains, I maintained, I kept cool, just a temporary set back I told myself, You can do it, I said, so I held on, I beat down that anger, I gathered myself back together. I knew the girl probably just didn't catch it all... I took a deep breath.. I spoke again, in a polite manner, trying to keep the trembeling out of my voice, I said again, "I would like a quarterpounder with cheese and a large order of french fries, and that will be ALL today, Thank you very much". I had gotten it all out, I felt better again, I knew she just made a little mistake, I could handle it, afterall I, I said to myself, I am reformed! Then there was silence.... I had visions of that young sweet girl, punching away at her register, the total, speedily being calculated, Yes, I thought, she's doing this just for me, a polite gesture to the customer, a sign of peace! I was happy once again! I knew this wasn't all in vain!! I heard the crackle of the loudspeaker, I closed my eyes, Now!, I thought, Now I'll get my total, and that ever so lovely "Please drive forward, Sir"!! I heard her voice, I heard her..She spoke, slowly yet very clear, she said, "How about a blueberry pie"? Her voice was like a cold spike dagger tearing into my soul, it was evil, Ohhh so evil!! I'm resting comfortably now, the doctors say I'm improving rapidly. The hospital is very nice, my room is very nice, I occasionally have violent nightmares, but the medication seems to be helping out. For some reason they still strap me down at night, I don't know why? The Doctors say that I might be out in a few years. This makes me excited! But they tell me not to get too excited, they explained that there still might be a pending trial. They won't tell me much, they say I'm not quite ready yet, they tell me it takes time. With time, they said, things will slowly come back. I'm happy though.. I feel content inside, I feel content with my past. You see, I remember what happened that day, I remember the bomb, that lovely, lovely bomb, And the Explosion!! God what a bang!!!! I'm hyperventilating, Nurse!! Nurse!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH