Look, drunk Manda loves a protein style double double from In-N-Out just as much as anyone else, but why does anyone still eat fast food sober? I just don’t get it. Don’t even try telling me it’s because everyone is poor and they don’t have choices — I’ve lived in really shitty areas where I’d rather forage for my own food in the wild than deal with getting shot buying off brand ketchup at Save-a-Lot, but I don’t think that’s the case for the billions served by McDonalds. Unless you’re living in Detroit proper, where chain grocers are a thing of the past and every mom and pop seems to close early, please stop.
My favorite is when people make fun of me for not eating fast food (yeah, that includes Subway). I guess I didn’t get the memo that it makes me uncool when I choose to cook my own taco dinner instead of gouging myself on the Taco Bell version.
One of the last times I ate fast food, I got what was basically the opposite of my order. My best friend got a McDouble that was two buns and no meat. THEY CAN’T EVEN GET THEIR SHITTY FOOD RIGHT. And if you get home before you realize it’s wrong, everyone acts like it’s YOUR fault for not checking. I’m sorry that people who want to get $15/hr can’t do their fucking jobs correctly. I’m sorry that I expect to have some meat on my McDouble instead of 4 slices of bread. How unreasonable of me.