McDonalds, across from Wal-Mart

As we rode by Chik-fil-A, my kids said "why can't they be open at least for breakfast on Sundays..?" I understand why they are closed on Sundays, but it hurts when something that good is not available.
So we rode on by and went to McDonalds...
The boys wanted cinnamon melts and a yogurt parfait. The cashier said "we haven't made any parfaits yet." I said "Seriously... You didn't think you might need some..?"
So we ordered something else.
There were three ladies right behind us waiting to order. Besides the employees, we were the only five people in the place. The cashier says, "I can help the next customer please?" in a near yell. They were standing right there... C'mon... You don't have to be so loud.
Then when we got our food, we sat down to eat, and I had to get up to get some salt and pepper. I asked for one of each, and she gives me nearly a handful of each.
I sat back down, and realized that they only gave us two forks. So I had to go back to the counter.
Finally, I got to eat my mediocre, microwaved breakfast that was prepared with no love, and served with even less.
If service is king, then "The king is dead. Long live the king."
Food: 2
Service: 1
Ambiance: 2
Crappy way to start the day: too much
Oh yeah, and the coffee was bad too.

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