Two burgers, two fries.

Let me correct myself.

Two double cheesburgers, two fries.

Is this combination difficult? Is there something about the phrase “2 dbl cheesburgers, and 2 fries” that is hard to comprehend?

I’ve personally never had to try and fill an order like this, as I’ve never worked in fast food before, so there very well could be some block in the human brain that doesn’t allow a person to process the phrase:
“I’ll have 2 double cheeseburgers, and two fries”

Or…..

It could be that the people that work at McDonalds are really just that fucking stupid. I ordered 4 things. when someone orders 4 things, make sure you at least put 4 things in the bag. Even if they’re the wrong 4 things. At least then you could say that you grabbed the wrong item. But missing an item completely lends itself to only one explanation.

Total moron.

It’s not that McDonalds fucked up my 4 item order. That happens to all of us, and all the time. We, as a society, have grown accustomed to getting the worst service possible from a drive-thru. I think that the head-set they wear is responsible. Maybe it’s some sort of mind altering device. I mean, there has to be some sort of explanation. There are a lot of stupid people in this country, but how do they all end up working the drive thru?

It’s not that they screwed up my 4 item order.

This is not why I’m posting this. It’s because when you go back, to tell them that they screwed up your order, the same thing happens everytime.

That little asshole working the drive-thru looks at you like you’re trying to steal something. Like there is no way they screwed this up. No, it’s you trying to get a free fry. They filled your order less then 1 minute ago, and they have absolutely no recognition of that event. Literally, 1 minute later. Have you ever had one of these little douche-jockies actually say “I put that in the bag”? I have. As I sit in the drive-thru, that I just left a minute ago with a partially filled order, asking “well, if you put it in the bag, WHERE THE FUCK IS IT?” I had some rocket scientist at Arby’s tell me that she just handed me my drink, when she never did. I never left the drive-thru. I was sitting there, and she handed me a bag with the food, and that was it. So I sat there waiting for her to notice that I was still there, and when she came back to the window I told her that she forgot my drink. She then says “I gave it to you”. I replied “umm, if you gave it to me, I would have it, since that’s how reality works. I don’t have it, as you can plainly see. There is no drink in my car”. She said “no, I gave it to you”. At this time, that manager came over to see what the commotion was about. I told her I couldn’t beleive that I was actually having this conversation. She gave me my drink, and I left.

I hate the drive-thru. If you work at the drive-thru, do us all a favor and jump off a bridge will ya.