Quality Control

What ever happened to making sure something was done correctly before presenting it to a customer? Maybe I'm idealistic, but I think that people paying for something should get excellent service and value for their money - even at a place as cheap as Mickey D's. (Yes, we ate there again.) At the end of a long, emotional day I still had phone calls to make and tasks to complete, so I suggested to the guys we could do one of three things: eat leftovers, fend for ourselves, pick up fast food. Of course, the boy opted for the fast food in a heart beat, but in his defense the only leftovers in the fridge were mushroom risotto and sweet potato soup - which has been sitting there for a week. I suppose, too, that fast food is better than fending since that would lead to consuming large amounts of junk food instead of actually sitting down to eat together. Unfortunately, when the guys arrived with sacks of hot food, it wasn't quite right.

First, the french fries weren't really full. I should probably consider this a blessing since my thighs and butt don't really need any more lard-cooked potatoes; however, I still feel cheated out of my rightful share. Next, my burger was missing the bottom bun. I've never seen a burger missing half the bun, but there it was - practically naked. The mayo, lettuce, tomato, and onions made it on to the sesame-seed top, but the burger patty itself constituted the lower extremity. I realize I might be overreacting, but honestly - who is so stupid to put a burger down without a bottom bun?

Sure, I ate the thing. After all, it would take twice as long to return it; they probably wouldn't believe they did it; and I hadn't eaten anything except a granola bar and a plum since breakfast. I guess the lesson here is that if you're hungry enough, take out places can get away with anything. You'd think in this economy, with people lining up 20 deep for every job, that workers (even those at McDonald's) would take just a little pride in their product. What's the world coming to?