BLUF: Drive across the street and go to Chik Fil-A. I wish I had.
Want to find the cure for kindness? This McDonald's location is your antidote.
Tired of being treated with courtesy? I recommend the Warrington McDonald's.
Do you love waiting in line for several minutes without any acknowledgement and with nobody in front of you and a completely empty parking lot only to be handed a bag of lukewarm French fries and poorly prepped food? Look no further; you've come to the right place.
Generally speaking, McDonald's employees usually provide decent service to counteract the destruction of the food that they are slinging on your tray. Not so with this location. Here the quality of food is second only to the quality of service.
The lady who took my order seemed professional and pleasant enough. She seemed courteous, more or less, when I drove to Window One to pay my bill. I wasn't blown away, but I wasn't put off either.
But it was all downhill from there. The lady at Window 2 was MIA for about 7 minutes. After waiting several minutes, she greeted me with, "You said you want mayo?"
"I'm well, thank you for asking instead of treating me like another number."
I wouldn't be so salty if I hadn't heard extremely loud laughter and shouting from the kitchen during my protracted wait.
I could have even dealt with the wait if I had been handed a bag of piping hot food. Nope, I've tasted warmer ice cubes than those French fries, and my 6-piece Sweet'n Spicy Chicken Tenders...yeah, AKA, squirted with some barbecue sauce.
Not sure why I had to wait so long without any other vehicles ahead of me and an empty dining room inside for barely warm fast food. I guess whatever was going on in the kitchen was more important than customer satisfaction. It was certainly entertaining.
I ate 2-3 French fries. Temperature was the least of my concerns. The fries had a nasty after taste. Wouldn't be surprised if the bundle of sunshine who handed me my food had done something untoward. Maybe that's what was so funny?
After eating those 2-3 fries, and what might very well have been a thriving colony of intentionally implanted E. coli, I just didn't trust anything in that bag, and I dumped all of the food in the garbage, which is probably the best place for ALL fast food, but hey...old habits die hard.
Next time though I'm going to lay my habits to rest at Chik Fil-A where I get treated with this thing called basic human decency and a wait time that is reflected in and compensated by the quality of the food. read more