I
decided, since it's been a
week, it's safe to
scope out McD's again. I
went
alone, because I really didn't feel like
dragging anyone into the
line of fire in case the
fired girl is waiting outside for me with a
shotgun. The
supervisor is different, but a few of the
servers look
familiar. Either they don't
recognize me or they're doing a good job
hiding it. I decide this is going to be a
New Era, not a RimRod Gets People
Fired Era, so I get a nice
quarter-pounder instead of my usual
grilled
chicken. Can you sense the
suspense building?
I get my
fries and drink, and then the server says the
burger will be a
minute, but if I go and sit down she'll bring it out to me as soon as it's
ready. This hasn't happened before, but I'm not about to say anything,
because we all remember what happened the last time I
opened my mouth.
She thanks me for coming to
McDonalds (
woohoo!) and I go to sit down.
After about
ten minutes of
munching on my fries, I realize I still haven't
gotten my food. I'm seriously
debating just forgetting about it to avoid
another
international incident, but my
stomach overrides me and I go up to
the counter. I ask the server girl if my burger is ready, and now *she*
starts getting really
apologetic. My
heart just starts
sinking, and I
start looking for the nearest
escape route. Next, she hands me by
burger and then says, "I'll be right back." I'm freaking out now, and I'm
about
two steps away from just running with my burger to the door and
getting the
hell out of there.
But, she comes back a
second later and hands me a
pile of $1
gift
certificates, apologizing for the
delay. I've got one of the gift
certificates from *last* visit taped up by my office at work, and I
realize that absolutely no one there is going to
believe that I just
walked out with more. I just completely
lose it, and I'm
laughing
uncontrollably, just staring at the gift certificates in my hand. I've
got the attention of the whole wait staff at this point, and now I know
that some of them must recognize me from last week. At this point I just
walk out and drive back to the office, because I figure I've got about
another minute before something else
weird happens.
See:
RimRod Goes to McDonald's (Part 1)
RimRod Gets Stranded At McDonald's (Part 3)
RimRod Loses the McDonald's Curse (Part 4)