I love fast food. More than probably anything. It has something to do with my parents rewarding my awesomeness with McDonald’s as a child. When your mind equates happiness with McNuggets it’s kind of hard to care about what they’re made of.
So when I asked Mark what he wanted for dinner he thought he was doing me a favor by saying McDonald’s would be fine.
And normally it would be fine. It would be freaking amazing. Except that we had already been there twice this week. And each time I go there I get the same guy at the drive-thru, who now knows me. This was fine when the same thing happened with the Arby’s guy because “Who really goes to Arby’s?”, but the McDonald’s guy? Really? I mean, they serve billions. Among billions I should be able to stay anonymous.
Marie: No, I don’t want McDonald’s tonight.
Mark: Why? (looking over his shoulder to avoid being hit by a flying pig)
Marie: The McDonald’s guy knows me. I can’t go back there. At least for a few days.
Mark: Really? That was all it took to break the addiction?
And he’s right. We went to a different McDonald’s. Because I’m stronger than that.
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In other news, the Rebecca that occasionally comments is “kind of a big deal”, and included me on a list of women bloggers that she liked. Awesome.
And she is awesome because she just started a blog for her company, Alice, which is of interest to you if you use toilet paper. For those of you that don’t use toilet paper I would just like to say, “Ew”.
Also, CreateFaith is starting workshops and computer lessons soon. Check it out here.
This is too funny. I ran into this all the time in DC. While I love to try new places, I usually end up ordering the same thing over and over again. And it was DC…and I didn’t know how to cook. I tried to shake it up by ordering delivery, and then the people knew me then too. It’s like Miranda on Sex and the City: The Chinese take-out lady knew her order by heart.
I’ve since experimented with cooking…
Emily, it’s so good to know that I’m not the only one! And what is this “cooking” you speak of? :p
Marie – really! Quit reading my mind!! (Wait! what am I thinking right now??)
Anyway, I go through the McD drive thru a couple times a week to get sweet tea. (Okay, daily.) The lady at the drive thru actually told me “see you tomorrow” before I drove to the next window!! How embarressing! I’ve tried other locations but their sweet tea isn’t as sweet! Who wants that? So I continue to go back. It’s a serious addiction.
CT, I love their sweet tea, too! And I wouldn’t be surprised if there wasn’t crack or something in it
And you so beat me on knowing your McD’s employee, at least mine don’t know the next time I’m coming back 
I agree!!! There has to be crack in there!!!
It’s SO embarressing!!!