Tuesday, July 17, 2012

McD’s

The lady behind the McDonald’s register didn’t have any change.

Reaching across the counter, she upturned the collection box for disabled children and spilled the contents in front of me like the innards of a sacrificial calf. After fingering several coins, she proffered them up to me.

“You can’t do that”, I said indignantly. She looked at me, a little bewildered at my comment. 

What would Ronald think?

2 comments:

Camilanini said...

OMG! This is sad!
Did you call the manager?

Luke said...

Ha! I have given up on customer service in Brazil. Usually the managers just look at you as if to say "what's your problem?"...

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