The McDonald’s Incident
I was too busy to pack a lunch this morning (read: lazy, and wanted to spend more time doing nothing) so I had to buy food at work and since I had been craving something sweet I hit up McDonald’s because the line at the Greek place was way too long for my 30 minuute break.
Except McD’s was just as busy because two out of the 5 employees working the front were refilling the ice machine, and the McFlurry dispensers, respectively.
Come on now, is that really important? It’s fucking October, who’s going to order a McFlurry when it’s raining. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone walking around the mall with one.
So after my ten minute wait, it’s my turn to order, and I order a McChicken sandwich (gross, I know) and ask for a baked pie as well.
“Um, we’re out of pies”
What I wanted to say: “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me”
What I acually said: “Uh, that’s fine I guess”
It takes her forvever to get my order, but whatevs, and as she’s fixing my drink I see not one, but six(!) pies sitting on the counter.
“Um, excuse me? Are those not pies? Are they all for one person, and you’re just out of them?” I ask cautiously, not wanting to get my hopes up
“Oh…” she says, “I thought we didn’t have pies today” she murmurs to a coworker who looks like she wants to punch her in the face “No, we’ve always had pies” the coworker spits back
Long story short, I got my pies, but half my break was wasted standing in line at McD’s.
Lately, it seems that no one in getting enough in my circle of friends, and as a result, it’s all we can talk about.
Boys, boys, and more boys dominate our conversations at work, school, bus stops and pretty much anywhere else we convene to the point where other people have started commenting on it.
Ever since a certain coworker of mine revealed her inter-office crush, we’ve been hounding her relentlessly, asking her what she thinks of his outfit that day, whether they’re going to start dating anytimes soon, and generally just being totally immature.
Since that coworker and I take the same bus home together with some frequency we also end up talking about her crush on the way home, and today she finally admitted that she likes him(!!!) – she’d always just denied it before and simply said she found him attractive, so this is a big step for her.
I’m envisioning drunken tomfoolery at the staff Christmas party.
But the big news is that she wants me to invite him over for Thanksgiving dinner – I kinda hope he has plans though because I don’t want to be a fifth wheel, selfish I know, but that’s my scene.
Besides, we had all these grand plans to make a turkey and just get really, really drunk during dinner and watch Dave Chapelle dvd’s afterwards, I don’t want puppy love getting in the way…