Have It Your Way, FUCK BK!

Is that even still the slogan for Burger King?
I'm not sure.I haven't heard anyone say that in at least 8 years or so.
(Yeah it is, I just Googled it) Well I didn't have ANYTHING "my way" today.
They've changed so much.That creepy King dude in the commercials scares the poop outta meh. His head is all giant & he seems unstable.He chases people sometimes.

Anyhow, I visited "the King" today.It was pure torture.
Bare with meh, this will be long and some sections will be misplaced.
I waited for every second to be over so that I could leave that hellhole.
I have a secret hatred for fast food.I still eat it occasionally but every time kills meh a little more inside.No one really knows about it. I can do Chik-Fil-A.
That's where I have to draw the line.

It was my mother's idea. She did not wanna cook dinner when we got home so she stopped there. She's broke, seriously, for the past few weeks we've been living off my savings which is usually about $40 I've collected a bundle of bills and some change I keep in my top dresser.
For some crazy reason I thought I'd be nice & volunteer to treat her, BIG MISTAKE.
How do I have money you ask? Refund money left on my Mastercard from last semester.
I was pissed for an hour that I wasted $6 on food. I hate spending money on food.
If I had to purchase my own food and meals I'd never eat.
I mean c'mon. It's only gonna get pooped out in a few days. I told her that. She got on meh about my eating disorder, Just b/c you wanna starve yourself doesn't mean I have to! That's how she always wins the arguments.
We spent a while trying to decide what to order.
Initially I did not want to eat anything.
In was just gonna buy her a meal and watch her eat.I'm fine with that.
But she said I HAD to eat also.
My mother wanted bacon. Neither of us were too sure that BK actually had bacon sandwiches.
When we were ready to place our order she asked the dude.
He got confused somehow not understanding what she was saying....he had this confused look on his face. So I tried to clear things up.
Meh: Do you have any burgers with bacon on them?
Him: No but we can add bacon, we can add anything.
Meh: Kay, that's cool
My Mother: No, nevermind, it's gonna take too long, I don't wanna wait & put y'all thur the trouble.
Him: No, we can do it, only takes a minute to cook. (30 mins he meant)
My Mother: Does it cost the same?
Him: No, it's extra.
My Mother: Oh, then I don't want it, she's paying, don't wanna spend all her money (since when?)
Meh: No, it's okay. You can get it, it's only like 30 cents extra.
Him: Yeah....
The two of us got into a little mini argument at the register.

One of the men (I'll go into detail about them later) butted into the conversation.
Man#2: Do you all have enough money to cover it? Need some help there?
Meh: No.....
Man#2: *laughs* you sure?
He waved a wad of cash in the air.
I was so insulted and offended. What the fuck was so funny?!
I had my school debit card in my hand with actual money on it.
I could afford fucking 60 cents extra! In the end it came to $1.20.
Do meh and my mother look that bad?!

The service at this particular location was horrible.
It was super slow. It took, I counted, 20mins to get our order.
2 Jr Whoppers w/bacon & cheese & a small fry. (I know, that's NOT what an anorexic is suppose to eat.)
I think they failed to grasp the whole concept of "fast food"
They have the food part now just conquer the fast part and get customers in and out in less than 7minutes. I think that's reasonable :)
If I wanted to wait for my meal and be seated for half an hour I'd go to Red Lobster or some restaurant that doesn't have a dollar menu.

The workers were totally rude & unprofessional.

Two of the guys almost seriously got into a fight while the burgers were cooking.
Dude #1: You have a problem with meh? Just say it.
Dude #2 : Yes I do *steps into his face*
Dude #1: Oh you really wanna do this here?
Dude #2: I've always had a problem with you.
I was just waiting for a fight to break out and for someone to get burned with hot french fry grease!

I tried to be polite and said "thank you" every time, I got ignored every time.
They even had their children in the eating area. Two girls about 5 & 6 and one boy, 8 years old.
The boy belonged to a girl who worked there.
He was prancing around in her designer shades. *cough* homo *cough*
The girls belonged to the guy that was working the cash register.
The two girls were attacking each other, another worker was on his break eating at the table behind them. He yelled to their father "your little girl in the pink is evil"
I think she punched the one in the yellow.
My mother caught their father digging in his mouth while at the register while we were eating. He was really getting acquainted with his teeth. She was like "I'm glad, he isn't making the food."
But no, that wasn't the worst about this dude, he was totally ugly.
He shouldn't have even reproduced. His shirt wasn't buttoned all the way & I caught a glimpse of his nappy chest hair by mistake. Eww, lost of appetite right there. *gags*
He was so unconcerned with his job, 100%.

There was also a girl there with her grandfather. She looked about 11 years old.
She was gorgeous with hazel eyes. long lashes & long curly blond hair.
She appeared normal til she opened her mouth & started making movements.
She was "mentally disabled" I like retarded so much better.I am myself am retarded.
Why are all the gorgeous ones fucked?
Her words weren't even audible.
She had the speech of a one year old just learning to talk.
When the dude was handing then the cup for their order to self serve themselves she kept reaching for the cup, all the way over the counter.
I wanted to laugh but that would not have been nice.
She kept waving and smiling at two ugly men. Her grandfather was like "sweetie, don't do that"
I was thinking honey, those are NOT the ones you wanna be flirting with.
They had just got off work.
Man #1: (after coming from the bathroom) Isn't it odd how when you're at work, time goes by fast but you can't wait for it to be over?
Man#2: Yeah, it's weird, now we're off & time is going by slow.
Time wasn't going by slow, BK's employees just take forever and a day to get shit together.

I hate eating out with my mother.She's so embarrassing and needy.
I initially thought we were gonna take our food home.
The dude didn't even ask us if we were having it for there or to go.
By default we were given the brown paper "to go" bag.

There were two guys from AT&T having lunch there.
I could tell from their badges & shirts.
No older than 30 years old.
They looked like they had just graduated college so about 24.
One looked like a dork with stylish glasses but he was attractive, the other looked like a thug, baggy jeans, backwards cap...

Meh: How do I get a job at AT&T?
Mother: Do you like to talk to people?
Meh: NO...nvm.
That was the short conversation we had before we even ordered our meal.
When we go into restaurants we rarely ever just walk in and order.
We always take a seat & lurk the environment. If my mother sees one thing she's not cool with we leave. We once went to 10 restaurants in an hour.
Mother was so hot from walking in the sun all day that she really only went there for the indoors air.We could have gone to Checkers or Sonic's but they only have outdoor eating areas.

At the table, before mother could eat her fries, she needed ketchup. She has to have condiments for everything. She can't eat a biscuit without jelly, no hot dog without mustard (I can't do that either) Therefore no fries w/o ketchup.
So I went to the counter & asked for ketchup.
Him: Do you need something?
Meh: Packets of ketchup....
I had to wait a few minutes then he gave meh three packets.
Now since we were in the restaurant I could have just gotten ketchup from the dispenser in the little white cups but that wasn't what she asked for.
You don't know mt mothers random temper.That's where I get my anger from.

While waiting for the ketchup packets one of the guys (the ghetto one) from AT&T came to the counter.
He caught the manager walking by.
Him: The customer service here needs to be improved.
Her: What about it needs to be improved?
Him: Just the overall service.
Her: Well I need to know what happened? *laughs*
Him: Nothing happened...*laughs*
Her: Well then how can I know to improve?
Him: Just improve the service...

Fucking retarded!

A few minutes later when mother proceeded to eat her burger she realized she needed a fork & knife to cut it. She could have just asked them to cut it for her.
I went back to the counter. He's looking like "her again?!"
Him: What do you need now?
Meh: Do you have a knife & fork?
Him: *grunts* Do you need a spoon with that too?!
Meh: *laugh" Probably.
Him: I'm gonna give it to you anyway....

I had bought a combo meal and added the same sandwich I had to her order.
We only had one drink.We always share anyways but I expected her to just drink her share of the Diet Coke first then I'd finish it.
No, she wanted separate cups.
She wanted meh to go get a cup.
Meh: I've already been up there TWICE!
Her: Who cares? That's what they're here for, they're getting paid for this.

So I walked up there.
Him: Back again?
Meh: Yeah
Him: What do you need?
Meh: A cup.
He gave meh a baby cup, stupid Kids menu.
I went back to the table & poured a bit of the Coke into my baby cup.

I tried to drink the Coke really fast, I did. It burned. Then I went to the soda machine & put Fruit Punch over it. That's the flavor I originally wanted but when sharing with mother I have to choose her flavor. She originally wanted Strawberry Fanta but that's too much sugar for meh and the food coloring turns my entire mouth bright red. And a really unattractive stain on my beautiful white teeth :D

Then we left....It was such a relief to be gone from that torture chamber.I don't think I've ever had an experience quite like that in my life.
My friend Carlisa works at Burger King. I just lost all respect for her! (not really)