Moment with Will

First off, it’s been a while since my last post.  I know it’s difficult getting through those long days without some commentary from Will.  Of course, everyone is in luck because I thought today would be a great day for me to yammer on about something.

Let’s begin the yammering.  Did you ever get a fast food order that is even close to what you ordered?  A good majority of the  time, I expect that to happen and so should everyone reading.

Now you all maybe thinking, that a-hole is busting on people who work in food food.  No, I’m not.  All I am saying is, get your shit together people who f-up orders.  I said strawberry not chocolate, ass.  People who work in fast food should put themselves in my shoes.  They would expect their order to be right when they get home.  Instead I get home and to my surprise I get cheese on a bun rather then a cheeseburger.  That didn’t really happen but you can understand my frustration.

The other thing is sometimes you don’t even get the stuff you order.  You get home, take in the greasy goodness, open the bag, and say “where the f*** are my fries”.  See that, you haven’t even opened the bag but already they are your fries.  That just burns me up and of course I’m not going to drive all the way back.  What good is that?  I wouldn’t have anything to bitch about.  Meantime, ole dude is back at the restaurant eating my fries.  Damnit!

It’s just not right.  We have to raise up against the fast food f***-ups.  You have to say it proud.  “I don’t want onions on my sandwich.”  You have to be strong in the face of uncertainty.  “I said no mustard and get your finger out of your nose.”

We can all make this world a better place for our kids by ensuring that there aren’t so many f***ed up fast food orders.

Thank you.