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| Don't queue up to be served by this cashier. (My original photo caption was deleted because I figured it was a tad too bitchy.) |
Seriously, if you see her manning the cash register, don't queue up in her line.
Not unless you somehow enjoy standing in line for what may feel like a sizeable chunk of eternity while other patrons who'd arrived a good 15 minutes after you, but had the uncommon good sense to join another (noticeably longer) queue get their orders taken and are served their food before you even manage to complete your order.
One weekday, I went over to get some lunch and there was one cashier open without a queue. Unfortunately, it was the aforementioned lovely lady behind the counter (refer to photo above).
She took a very long time to process my order (two Apple Pies and three basic McValue Meals - take away), so I patiently waited, as I watched the patrons of the two other (initially longer) queues place their orders and carry their food back to their seats or away in plastic bags. There were office workers, even mothers with small children. Orders more complicated than mine.
And I waited. By now a pretty long queue had formed behind me. (I bet they wished they'd joined another line too.)
Fast forward about 15 minutes. By now, I'd paid and the cashier had packed my food. All except for three large fries.
I stood there, perceptibly less patiently, and waited for my three large fries. Being right in front at the counter, at the cash register closest to the deep fryer, I could see the fries. There were cooked fries (ex-stock) ready for serving. There were fries in the deep fryer too. Definitely no shortage of fries. Other cashiers were serving them swiftly.
Fine, so maybe this particular lady is just slow. I can tolerate this.
The last straw came when she asked me to move aside so she could take the order of the gentleman behind me. I figure I'm a pretty reasonable person (even though I could see my fries right there) so I move aside. And wait some more.
The cashier then proceeded to take the guy's order with her usual prompt finesse. And then served him his food. Including his fries. While I waited there.
Fortunately, she suddenly came to her senses and seemed to realize that I was still standing there waiting for my fries. Oh, wait, no she didn't. She only realized it when I told her (in a somewhat less-than-friendly tone) that I was still waiting for my fries. After which she immediately went over and scooped up three large fries, bagged them, and handed them to me with a totally vapid, "Thank you, come again soon!" and a clueless smile on her face.
Moral of the story: You should queue up in this lovely lady's line if you have a penchant for bad service and annoying cashiers, as well as the luxury of all the time in the world at your disposal. Especially recommended for people who love standing in line for extended periods of time waiting for their fast food, and/or think that bad service does wonders for the appetite.
