"I couldn't possibly fail to disagree with you less."
28 September 2006Quantity is McJob 1Now I know why I prefer the drive-thru:
MCDONALD'S HAS CREATED THEIR OWN RACE OF PEOPLE.
Think about it. You always hear people say, "I would never work in fast food," and yet McDonald's seems to have no problem in staffing their stores with these nondescript adult employees. There's no real egg in an Egg McMuffin, and they've always been dodgy about what kind of meat is in a Chicken McNugget. They have no doubt been serving synthesized and processed foods for years, and now, I suspect, they've begun creating synthesized and processed employees. There is absolutely no recognizable trait about these people — no jewelry, earrings, anything that might connect them to a specific group of people. They are completely generic, unoffensive, and artificial. It makes sense to think about Mayor McCheese less like a mascot and more like a DNA crossbreeding experiment gone horribly wrong. It also explains the playgrounds, which must not be there for the children's enjoyment, but rather as a place where McScientists can study human interaction. This is, I presume, a relatively recent development, as I worked for Mickey D's in the early 1970s, and I was just as far out on the weirdness asymptote then as I am now. (Aside: A Google search for weirdness asymptote puts me at #2. Also #3.) But there's definitely some sort of artificial-cheese-spread atmosphere in back of the counter these days: if they rendered this bunch at the processing facility, they'd wind up with Soylent Grey. And when you get right down to it, I don't think I really want to know what goes into a McNugget. Posted at 7:48 PM to DyssynergyIt was originally a military program, but they discovered that the clones not only couldn't learn to operate an M-16, they couldn't even make change properly, speak intelligibly over a PA system, or fill a pack with items on a simple list. So of course they sold the formula to McDonald's. Posted by: McGehee at 8:14 PM on 28 September 2006Not long ago I was handed the wrong change after a different drive-thru visit. When I corrected the cashier he looked at me blankly and said, "I cannot open the cash register." I looked back at him and replied, "dude, you're a cashier. Opening a cash register is ALL YOU DO." After gazing at one another for a few minutes, I decided the ten cents wasn't worth it and drove on -- although in all honesty, even if it had been seventeen dollars, it probably wouldn't have been worth it. Posted by: robohara at 9:16 PM on 28 September 2006Funny, the employees in my local McDonalds are all recognizable individual humans, to the point of irritation. And unfortunately the children in any of the playplaces fill the air with normal screams of joy. Posted by: Andrea Harris at 4:57 AM on 29 September 2006About 25 years ago we stopped at a McD's in Delaware; apparently the kid at the counter was a newbie. I ordered a cheeseburger. He asked if I wanted cheese on it. I said that it, being a cheeseburger, has cheese on it. He still asked if I wanted cheese on it. This kid apparently didn't fathom that a cheeseburger has, as in integral, essential component, cheese. Sometimes you get the human equivalent of droids. Sometimes you get real humans. We have a single mom with four kids in our congregation working hard as a manager trainee at McDs. She works HARD to run the store and please the customers, and to manage the bevy of minimum-plus wagers of variable competency to turn out a good product. You go, girl. Posted by: John Owen Butler at 8:03 AM on 29 September 2006 |