2/5 James M. 5 months ago on Google
Food
was
Ok;
typical
McDonald's
menu.
But
the
service
was
pretty
bad.
The
place
was
very
busy,
and
they
were
rather
crowded.
The
woman
who
took
my
order
was
fine,
but
that's
where
the
fun
began.
The
woman
who
was
serving
the
food
was
moving
at
lightning
speed,
balancing
several
orders
at
once.
You
would
think
that
would
be
a
good
thing,
but
it
added
a
sense
of
confusion
to
everything
she
did
--
she
was
putting
out
numerous
orders
at
a
rapid
pace,
calling
out
names
and
items
in
a
manner
that
made
everything
seem
rushed
and
confused.
As
soon
as
I
arrived
at
the
station
where
the
orders
were
being
given
out,
she
put
out
a
small
coke
and
mumbled
the
names
of
the
several
items
she
was
presenting.
As
I
had
ordered
a
small
Coke,
I
assumed
the
one
she
put
out
was
mine,
but
I
had
no
confirmation
of
this.
She
then
proceeded
to.put
out
several
more
orders,
calling
them
out
in
rapid
succession,
but
mine
was
not
called.
As
I
stood
there,
I
could
see
that
the
ice
was
melting
rapidly
in
the
Coke
I
assumed
was
mine.
But
it
took
several
more
minutes
for
my
order
to
be
put
out.
Finally
she
called
out
my
order,
and
put
a
bag
on
the
Counter
next
to
the
Coke
that
was
now
totally
without
ice,
as
it
had
all
melted
and
you
could
even
see
that
the
Coke
was
watered
down.
Never
mind
that
I
ordered
my
lunch
"to
stay";
it
was
in
a
paper
bag
and
not
on
a
tray.
When
I
got
her
attention,
I
looked
at
her
and
looked
at
the
Coke
and
I
said,
"That
Coke
has
been
sitting
there
for
at
least
ten
minutes.
I'd
like
a
fresh
one,
please,
with
new
ice
in
it."
She
ignored
me,
although
I
was
sure
she'd
heard
me.
After
several
more
minutes
of
her
putting
out
orders
(I'd
guess
at
least
five)
she
looked
at
me
and
said,
"This
is
your
Coke",
pointing
to
the
watered-down
and
now
probably
probably
very
warm
Soda.
So
I
said
again,
rather
loudly,
"That
Coke
has
been
sitting
there
a
long
time.
I'd
like
a
fresh
one
please;
all
the
ice
has
melted."
She
looked
at
me
in
a
way
that
seemed
to
acknowledge
my
request,
but
it
took
several
more
minutes
before
she
handed
me
a
fresh
soda.
So
I
said,
"Thank
you.
May
I
have
some
Black
Pepper?"
She
kind
of
gave
me
a
nasty
look,
but
she
did
go
get
the
Pepper
rather
quickly,
although
she
just
dumped
the
Pepper
into
the
bag,
without
a
word.
I
had
expected
some
kind
of
mild
apology
like,
"Thanks
for
your
patience"
but
she
said
nothing.
In
her
defense,
she
was
very
busy,
but
I
didn't
think
a
word
of
apology
would
have
been
too
much
to
ask.
Of
course,
my
sandwich
was
completely
cold
by
the
time
I
unwrapped
it,
but
I
was
sure
that
if
I
went
back
and
asked
for
a
replacement,
my
now-cold
Coke
would
have
lost
its
ice
by
the
time
I
got
it.
So
I
simply
ate
my
cold
Sandwich
and
was
glad
at
least
I
had
a
cold
Coke
and
decided
on
the
spot
to
avoid
this
particular
McDonald's
going
forward.
At
the
prices
McDonald's
charges,
I
decided
long
ago
that
I
should
skip
fast
food
and
go
to
a
Diner,
where
the
service
would
better
and
everything
would
be
served
at
once.
But
on
the
day
in
question,
I
was
in
a
hurry.
And
why
do
they
call
it
"Fast
Food"
again...?