So here are four of my most interesting McD's experiences, and they all happened yesterday:
A woman pulls up to the window, and hurriedly demands a grilled chicken sandwich.
Me: What type of sandwich would you like?
Me: Grilled Classic, BLT, or ___(whatever the third one is)
Her: You guys don't make 'em in grilled anymore?
Me: We do, but what type of sandwich do you want the chicken on?
Her: Oh, classic's fine.
I then tried to tell here that her total is $11 even at the corner window, but, she pulls, no, flies around to the corner window, and then asks me the total again, but doesn't hear because she's too busy digging out money. She hands me $13, expecting to get change. She was surprised to hear that her total was indeed $11. I returned her change, and she went on her way.
Moral of the Story: Thank you for paying attention to what you're doing.
A while later, someone pulls up to the ordering box thing. I ask them to give me a minute, because I had to empty some coins in my drawer, but he said he would pull up, even though I didn't need him to. It was three young rednecks. The one in the driver seat begins telling his order, very careful to enunciate, so that I can understand him through the, I dunno, two feet of empty air between us. Then, the fun starts. The guy in the passenger seat speaks up: Is your name Phil?
(Keep in mind, I'm trying to take the drivers order while keeping up with all this)
Me? Yeah, that's my name. What else did you say you wanted?
As I kept trying to finish his order and give his total and all, the passenger pipes up, 'You're hot. Will you go on a date with me?' I knew he was just being stupid, b/c he was a high school redneck out with friends. I declined, saying that it wouldn't go over well. He asked if I had a girlfriend, and I said no. He asked again, and I kept declining. All this time, there had been a guy in the backseat moaning like he was getting some, or at least having some fun by himself in the backseat. The passenger kept asking about a date, and when I told him that it just wouldn't pan out, he asked if I had a boyfriend, to which I coolly replied, 'Yes.' Either they believed me, or they realized that I would play along with their stupid games. Shortly thereafter, I finished their order and they drove off.
Moral of the Story: Don't be stupid. Also, tell the truth, and see how much it throws people off!
A man pulls up to the menu. I begin with the usual, 'Good evening, how may I help you?', and he asks for a McFlurry, with quite a bit of bounce in his voice. I finish the order out, tell him his total, and ask him to pull around. Every time, he responds in an ultra happy voice.
When he gets to the window, I see that he's an overweight older man, and there's a woman in the passenger seat. I comment on his good mood, and he says he's with his new girlfriend. Then I realize that the passenger is young enough to be his granddaughter. Ew. Then, even weirder, he says in a rough pedophile-esque voice, 'I like 'em young and fresh!'
Yeah, weird. Then the girl starts talking about the price of food at Disney; they were probably just getting back from candlelight. We finished up, and right before leaving, the man says 'God bless!'.
Moral of the Story: Don't be a creepy old man, and if you are, don't finish conversations with 'God bless!'
Last (and shortest) one:
A car pulls up to the menu. I ask 'Good evening, how may I help you?'
A woman speaks up:'Is the drive-thru open?'
I'm thinking 'Nope, I just asked to take your order for the fun of it. Duh we're open!'
I couldn't say that though, and I finish up, and ask her to pull around: It was my 7th grade math teacher! Oops, oh well.
Moral of the Story: Just don't be stupid!! Period.
These are my stories. Your total is $5.67 at the corner window. Thank you and have a nice day!