Mar 152013

I had to drop off the car the other day for an oil change and state inspection. The only place within walking distance to grab a bite for breakfast was McDonald’s. I know it’s an act of heresy to eat there but I was hungry and needed to kill some time.
It’s been years since I’ve bothered to cross the threshold of the Golden Arches. And now I remember why. Pretty simple order. A McMuffin, hash browns and coffee. Sigh, I don’t remember the last time that I ate Pasteurized Processed American Cheese. Perhaps I should have or wouldn’t have bothered with that slimy chemical tasting mess. But that’s not the worst part. Not what horrors I inflicted on my own taste buds but the silliness of the other patrons.
There was the guy who apparently was attempting to cut down on his cholesterol. He cut out the yolk from his McMuffin. But I really think an health benefits from that were nullified by three packets of salt he poured over the egg and hash browns. But that wasn’t the grand prize winner. Oh no. Mother of the year goes to the woman who ordered ice cream as breakfast for already hyper and ill-mannered rug rats. Gold medal there.
And, in case you were wondering. The coffee sucked too.

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