All I'm asking is for you to say "Thank You" when you hand me your food. I promise I'll say the same. Bump that...I just want you to say anything to me when you hand me my food or my change. You could say "I crapped in your hamburger" and I'd be happier than you acting like I am not there.
So to the McDonalds employees at Nippers Corner (that's the area of Nashville I live in, not a vulgarity), please get some customer service lessons. And also ask me if I want ketchup. I had to dip my fries in ranch when I got home.
Considering my last name is often confused with your name, please shape up so we don't get a bad name.
Also, I'm moving from Nashville in a few weeks. I can't believe I've been here for almost 2 years. It feels like home here but I know that this is the right move. Just like Johnny and June, I'm going to Jackson. I don't think I'll mess around.
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now that song is going to be stuck in my head all afternoon!! seriously though...can't wait to hear all about the move...have fun packing!
I can't believe it's two years, either! I'm sad you're going :(. But I will come visit you in Jackson :)
HA!!! That's pretty funny. Stupid "customer service", that isn't!
I don't I need to comment any further on the move, but I agree with the McD's issue. That is why I am loyal to Chick-fil-A.
Okay, I some how landed on your blog quite some time ago and have lurked quite often.
This post, however, made me laugh out loud!
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