How stupid are you? (Actually, how stupid can ya be)

[EmeraldKitten]

I've recently taken my old job back at McDonald's.
I'm a Manager, and people are irratating, lol.

Anyhow, last night, we were short staffed and it seemed like we were waiting on everything.
After handing one car his particularly large order, the next guy that pulled up was wanting to be nasty.
He asked me, "Must've been a pretty big order."
I replied, "Yes, it was atrocious!" ( I love that word.)
He said, "It took a while. I've been sitting here a while."
I replied, "I'm sorry... we're exceedingly short staffed tonight." (Didn't realize I'd used two big words in two short sentences.)

Ya wanna know what the shmuck said to me?

"Hmm. You're exceedingly well read for someone who works at McDonalds."

(I live in a small town, and it catches hell for its less than perfect school system.)
The only thing I could think to say was, "I know, and I even went to school in this town."

~*~*~

What a shit! I mean, honestly. What would make you say that to someone?
So? Ya had to wait. ~ Cry me a river, I've been running the front by myself for an hour and a half.
LOL. I guess that isn't the right attitude, but people like that make me mad.

Sorry people, it's McD's.
If ya want it your way, go to Burger King.


Okay, done ranting! But please tell me you'd never say that to someone, lol.
I think, for the first time in a long time, I was offended.

 

[Typo Fu Master]

That was certainly tactless on his part. Also very stereotypical. People assume that just because you work in fast food you're too stupid to do anything else. I've worked for Taco Bell and I can feel your frustration about too much to do and not enough people to do it.

 

[Guest]

I've recently taken my old job back at McDonald's.
I'm a Manager, and people are irratating, lol.

Anyhow, last night, we were short staffed and it seemed like we were waiting on everything.
After handing one car his particularly large order, the next guy that pulled up was wanting to be nasty.
He asked me, "Must've been a pretty big order."
I replied, "Yes, it was atrocious!" ( I love that word.)
He said, "It took a while. I've been sitting here a while."
I replied, "I'm sorry... we're exceedingly short staffed tonight." (Didn't realize I'd used two big words in two short sentences.)

Ya wanna know what the shmuck said to me?

"Hmm. You're exceedingly well read for someone who works at McDonalds."

(I live in a small town, and it catches hell for its less than perfect school system.)
The only thing I could think to say was, "I know, and I even went to school in this town."

~*~*~

What a shit! I mean, honestly. What would make you say that to someone?
So? Ya had to wait. ~ Cry me a river, I've been running the front by myself for an hour and a half.
LOL. I guess that isn't the right attitude, but people like that make me mad.

Sorry people, it's McD's.
If ya want it your way, go to Burger King.


Okay, done ranting! But please tell me you'd never say that to someone, lol.
I think, for the first time in a long time, I was offended.

What a jerk.

(Terrific comeback, though.)

 

[cheerful_deviant]

THat's why I can't work with the public. I would have "accidentally" dropped his soda (or better yet, a shake) just as I was handing it inside his window.

"Oops, I'm so sorry, and oh look, the cover wasn't on tight..."

 

[Quiet_Cool]

We need you at our local McDonald's (McDonald'ses, I should say). They've gotten exceedingly good at giving you the wrong sandwich, the wrong size fries, and one in particular seems to think that a 20 dollar bill actually counts as a 15 dollar bill, and tends to keep 5 of it for themselves.



It's simply atrocious!

Q_C

p.s.

 

[sophia jane]

I've been there, not in working with the public, but in being a stay at home mom. Somehow that often translates to people into not being smart enough to have a "real" job. I can't tell you how many people have been surprised when I've shown signs of intelligence.

SJ

 

[R. Richard]

Anyone who insults/gets smart with people who are preparing/delivering food is not just stupid, he/she/it is insane!

 

[Sunnie]

Man, I feel for you ... I managed a McD's for a year, an Arby's for a year, and a Wendy's for another year... People in drive thrus are about the rudest people you'll ever find! ugh!

 

[OhMissScarlett]

I always think people who act like that have never had to work with the public and that is the worst sort of customer to have. I almost got into a fist fight with some lady who was screaming at a Mc Donalds employee once.

You can throw a bitch fit, that's your right as a customer, but don't make it personal. I've been that clerk being called "a stupid fucking bitch." and you're not helping your karma when you make someone cry because your fries are cold.

 

[EmeraldKitten]

I've had people cuss at me, scream at me, throw food at me..
On day (before I quit to go do hair) I found pickles on my car. Evidentally they weren't supposed to get pickles on their sandwich, so they felt my car needed them instead.

The other night, someone took $30 out of the safe.
Before I left, every single night cash came up short.
They rarely give me enough people, and any extras I do get are incompetent, lol.

One night, this guy had ordered like 8 McChicken sandwiches. Yes, he had to wait on them~ that's a lot of sandwiches to make, lol.
Well, like 4 of them were special, and surprise of all surprises, they were made wrong. At that point, he'd wiped us out of the chicken, so he had to wait for new chicken to cook.
He yelled, he screamed, he waged a personal attack on my personality, my manners, and my appearance.

I was in tears as I walked away from the window, and one of the guys in the grill asked what was wrong, so I told him. He disappeared, but I didn't think anything of it.
I go back up front, and he's leaning out the window, in this guys face, yelling at him, informing him that he didn't need to be an asshole, and that it wasn't my fault, and if he had a problem, he'd better not take it out on me again.

I almost fainted, lol. I just knew I was going to have to call the cops, because that employee was furious, and about to yank the guy through the window, lol.
But, it was worth something, because when I handed him his food, he took it and actually said thanks, LOL.

~~~

Anyhow, I understand being frustrated about waiting, or getting the wrong order, but making an ass out of yourself doesn't make anything better.
All it does is amuse the employees after you've driven away.

 

[thebullet]

I'm not from a small town so I have my choice of McD's. But I've learned to avoid the stores that are manned by rich high school students whose Mommies told them they have to work or they aren't allowed to drive the Porche.

These kids are bored out of their minds, can't care less about your order, and are just marking time until they get out of work to go to their next rave, or whatever the hell kids do today.

There is one store that got my order wrong every time. I finally saw the light and stopped going there when I asked for Mustard Sause for my McNuggets. Upon opening the bag when I got home I learned that they had given me grape jelly.
(This was when they stapled the bag shut, saying that they double checked the order and it was always riight - of course it was always wrong).

The best McD's was in a big city ghetto. I guess it was one of the better jobs around, but those people took their jobs seriously. They got your order right every time, they remembered to give you a straw, they actually made sure you had napkins, and wonder of wonders, gave you salt and pepper even if you didn't ask.

 

[matriarch]

I have no problem with McDonalds.

I refuse to eat the stuff. *shudder*.

That said, there is no excuse whatsoever for that level of crap behaviour. I think the employee deserves a mention in despatches and a raise for coming to your defence. At the very least a good snog at Christmas under the mistletoe.

I don't work in retail services, but my job does mean spending a lot of time on the phone with parents, government offices, school officials......the worst of the lot are the parents. I've had some doozies, who have questioned my ability to speak, write, even be alive. Local government policy is that we simply say, I am not required to listen to abuse and put the phone down on them. I would so love to be a fly on the wall the other end when they realise they are blustering and swearing at a dead line.

 

[Stella_Omega]

I don't like to yell at employees, ever- not even phone sales. And, because of that, I have gotten stories from people- one woman who called me to tell me my credit card payment was overdue- told me that she was pregnant, that her boyfriend looked like he wanted to leave her, her night school plans, what did I think she should do...
Sometimes I get them talking about their pets, it's a little easier to handle.

I had dealings with my cellphone company last week- it took a LOT of yelling on the phone to get things straightened out, and then I had to bring my family's phones into a store for service. You can imagine what it's like, talking three other people into surrendering their phones for a day! By the time I got to the store I was already pissed off. And the store was short-staffed... So, when the guy said my simcards were locked and he couldn't do the work, I was simply yelping. I demanded that he switch out the cards, which he did, and then things went better. Then someone came out of his back room and said they felt sick and were leaving. He had a look of near despair on his face. I told him how a friend of mine used to manage a phone store, but now manages a Petco store instead- and how she says that people are almost always happy when they come into a pet store. Unlike the phone stores, where people are mostly already mad before they even walk in. And I apologised for yelling.

 

[Fenikkusu]

Just tell them.............I'm not being facetious but we've been deluged by a plethora of patties. Pardon our impertenent behaviour as we are doing an exceedingly large amount of business due to our ability to produce a fine product. Any inconvience is respectfully and humbly pardoned to ensure quality to the fine connesiours (sp) of this village. Dickhead.

 

[EmeraldKitten]

LOL.
I've heard the song before, but Tim McGraw's song, 'Do You Want Fries With That' just came on.
The whole song is rather amusing, but I've just discovered my new favorite line:
"I'm supposed to tell you 'please come back', but how 'bout this instead.. I hope ya both choke on a pickle, yeah, that would tickle me to death."

LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh lord... I've gotta get myself under control, lol.
I gotta tell my boys that, for when they get frustrated, lol.

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

I am still on probation as a seating engineer at one of the snootiest restaurants in town. I see the other side of that coin, more often than not.

People trying to be more refined than they can quite manage, interface with me, all cleaned up in my own finery, doing the same. Every once in a while when somebody makes a particularly bad gaffe, I am hard-pressed not to giggle.

At times, they do drive the waitresses to tears, but to date, no customer has been anything less than charming — some unbelievably charming.

The trouble is the Maitre'd. Well, actually, he is the owner’s son. Imagine Herb Tarleck in a waiter’s tux.

He stands too close to all of the female staff when he talks to them, rubs unnecessarily against us as he passes in doorways and tight quarters, and his hands accidentally brush against intimate portions of our anatomy.

I don’t mean that he comes on to us. He is all very proper, even a bit critical, whenever he deigns to speak to us, but meanwhile, he’s copped too many feels for it to be accidental. Nobody has THAT many accidents.

If he doesn’t lay off me soon, he is going to suffer a REALLY bad accident.

I like that guys ogle me — when I want them to — and I don’t mind if a guy I like has to touch — so long as I have a say in the matter. But guys who think they are free to maul me without my approval simply make me mad!

And this jerk, who gropes me while pretending nothing is happening, really creeps me out!



I hope I can hold it together, because I really need this job.

 

[shereads]

Boy: "I don't think you'd fit in here."

Kevin Spacy: "But I have fast-food experience."

Boy: "Yeah, like twenty years ago."

Kevin Spacy: "I'm sure there have been some amazing technological advances in the fast food industry, but surely you have some kind of training program. It's not fair to assume that I can't learn."



Tell your arrogant ass of a customer that people give their jobs dignity, and not the other way around. Then offer him some extra packets of Smiley Sauce and go rent American Beauty.

 

[Stella_Omega]

I am still on probation as a seating engineer at one of the snootiest restaurants in town. I see the other side of that coin, more often than not.

People trying to be more refined than they can quite manage, interface with me, all cleaned up in my own finery, doing the same. Every once in a while when somebody makes a particularly bad gaffe, I am hard-pressed not to giggle.

At times, they do drive the waitresses to tears, but to date, no customer has been anything less than charming — some unbelievably charming.

The trouble is the Maitre'd. Well, actually, he is the owner’s son. Imagine Herb Tarleck in a waiter’s tux.

He stands too close to all of the female staff when he talks to them, rubs unnecessarily against us as he passes in doorways and tight quarters, and his hands accidentally brush against intimate portions of our anatomy.

I don’t mean that he comes on to us. He is all very proper, even a bit critical, whenever he deigns to speak to us, but meanwhile, he’s copped too many feels for it to be accidental. Nobody has THAT many accidents.

If he doesn’t lay off me soon, he is going to suffer a REALLY bad accident.

I like that guys ogle me — when I want them to — and I don’t mind if a guy I like has to touch — so long as I have a say in the matter. But guys who think they are free to maul me without my approval simply make me mad!

And this jerk, who gropes me while pretending nothing is happening, really creeps me out!



I hope I can hold it together, because I really need this job.

I suppose an accidental stomp on his instep is out of the question? Hey, he was standing so close, and you lost your balance!

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Anyhow, I understand being frustrated about waiting, or getting the wrong order, but making an ass out of yourself doesn't make anything better.
All it does is amuse the employees after you've driven away.

I know this probably wasn't directed toward my comment, but for the record, I've never so much as raised my voice or given a dirty look. They're working, and it takes some effort on occasions. In contrast to what the bullet said (well, sort of, but not really I guess) the adults at the local McDonald's tend to be less competent than the kids. I don't know why that is, exactly, maybe they're not distracted since they're not rich like the ones bullet referred to, and maybe it's because they don't have school to distract them, while the adults still have bills and kids and whatnot.

Just rambling I guess.

Q_C

 

[oggbashan]

It was my own shop

so I could be as rude to the customers as I wanted to be.

I wasn't. I treated every customer, old or young, as if they were responsible intelligent adults and refused to become irritated, even by the local teenagers who just wanted to show off to their mates.

In ten years of trading I had only one really unpleasant character. He was mentally ill, living in the community with support, and he hadn't been taking his medication. He wanted somebody, anybody, to take notice of him so he came into my shop and started hitting the furniture. He wasn't trying to break anything, just wanted to make a noise so I would call the police. They would take him back to the Police station, give him a cup of tea and then call out his care worker.

I refused to play his game. I told him that he was welcome in my shop if he behaved but he would have to leave if he continued to hit the furniture. He tried to hit the only other customer instead. That customer was the chief instructor at the local karate school. Between us we bundled him gently out of the shop. Then I called the police. Neither the karate instructor or I would press charges. What was the point? The man is mentally ill and not accountable for his actions. The police called his carer who persuaded him to go back home and start taking his medication.

What happened was that his care plan was reviewed to include checking every day that he took his medication. While on it he is just about capable of looking after himself. Without it he is a danger to himself. In eight years of illness he had only ever tried to hit one person - and he chose a karate instructor. Of course the instructor couldn't hit back. That would have been unprofessional.

Our local fast-food places employ students in the summer. Some of them are post-grad students so you can discuss a variety of topics with them. They need the money to finance their studies so most are good, hard working employees. What they think of some of the customers is unprintable.

One local fish and chip shop employed three students. They were all studying languages. The place was full when I went in and a man was complaining to his wife, in their own language,about how slow they were. When his turn came the student asked for his order in his own language, and passed it to the cook in the same language. The cook queried the dressing - in that language. The language was Russian. It could have been French, German, Italian, Spanish or Polish. All three students were fluent in those as well.

Og

 

[Boota]

I worked at a pizza place years ago and I had to physically throw a couple of people out of there. One guy was yelling at a waitress until she ran back into the kitchen crying. It turned out what he was yelling about wasn't her doing, it was his own. The manager, a big pussy, just let the guy sit there and berate the next waitress who took over for the other one. She came back crying, too. That was when I noticed what was going on. I told the manager that he needed to throw the guy out and stick up for his workers, but he wouldn't do that. However, he agreed with me that something should be done, so I took it upon myself to do it. I grabbed the guy by the head and dragged him out of the store.

 

[Colleen Thomas]

Man, I feel for you ... I managed a McD's for a year, an Arby's for a year, and a Wendy's for another year... People in drive thrus are about the rudest people you'll ever find! ugh!

No, the rudest people you will ever find are those who buy furniture from a higher end retailer because they can't stand the thought of having less pretentious chairs than their neighbors. They can't afford it, panic when it arrives (with the bill) and are looking for any excuse to return it besides the obvious one, they can't freaking afford it!

So they nit pick it to death, adopt a snide attitude and are just waiting for you to retaliate so they can cancel the order because "the staff" treated them rudely.

No one can be quite so aggravatingly rude as someone who is silently praying you will return their rudness with rudeness and the longer you remain polite the more desperate and nasty they become.

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

. . . , he agreed with me that something should be done, so I took it upon myself to do it. I grabbed the guy by the head and dragged him out of the store.

As the Aussie's say it, "Good on ya, mate."

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

Sorry.

The rudest people you will find are in bars. Just as bad as they can be with a perceived cause, they can be five times as bad when they are loaded . . . and when they turn ugly . . . that's why bars have bouncers.

On the other hand, you'll also find some of the happiest, friendliest people in bars. (After all, the original reason for coming was to have a good time.)

So, it all evens out in the end.

 

[sincerely_helene]

McDonalds? Is that place still in business? I thought supersizing was outlawed in most states and Jerrod the Subway guy eventually ran them out of town.

Sorry you have to deal with so many losers. If it makes you feel any better, I recall a time here when the McDonalds waged a war of their own against us just after they had placed their new 24 hour drive-thru.

We were on our way home from the bar, and me and the DD decided to go all the way to the other end of town just to get a hold of the "better" McNuggets. Well, as soon as we pulled up to that speaker device, we heard what sounded something like "welc..." quicly followed by a distinct "shhhhh" in the background. We must have sat there confused for about five minutes, waiting for the speaker to come back on before we finally decided to pull up to the window. As we approached, we saw the lights flicker off, and a head pop down underneath the counter. My friend looked at me in disbelief and yelled "hello?" but they continued to pretend they weren't open.

We ended up going to the one closer to where we lived, but by the time got there they were only serving breakfast.