Your strangest or most amusing experience in a fast food establishment?

[honeychile]

Originally Posted by Jill1228

Don't you friggin' love Karma?

Absolutely!

BTW, for anyone who knows anything about indoor soccer, compare the Whataburger logo to the old Wichita Wings logo.

[ΑΓΔSquirrel10]

I worked at Chick-fil-a for two years, so I have so many stories to tell. Let's see...an old man was trying to cough up both of his lungs in the drive-thru (sounded disgusting on the speaker in the kitchen); an old lady (who was way too feeble to be driving) rear-ended this guy at the window, who was trying his hardest not to jump out of his car and attack her; and a lady came in and screamed at us because we only gave her one (HUGE) packet of salad dressing.

Oh, and the best of all. This lady (who had to weigh about 600 pounds, and her four kids looked just as heavy as she did), almost cussed me out in the drive-thru because I could not put whipped cream on her ice cream. I had two managers tell her that the whipped cream was only for the milkshakes, and that just made her even more angry. She eventually called the owner and yelled at him about it, and he thought she was just as crazy. People are stupid sometimes...

[christiangirl]

Hmm...nothing too interesting....I guess I could say it was the day before my friends and I were splitting up to leave for college. We wanted to have one last go before completely saying goodbye to childhood, so we all piled into 3 cars, drove to a McDonald's with a HUGE playplace and no height limit and just went at it. Soon, we were going so wild that these little kids ran over and challenged us to a game of tag. Man, we chased each other like squirrels on crack. We had all these parents looking at us, wondering who were these grown-looking people playing with their kids! But the crowd kept cheering us on and we played for like an hour before we all just collapsed from laughing so hard. It was quite possibly the most fun a group of near 18-year-olds ever had.

[PrettyBoy]

I'll just say this. The person I go eat with should never, ever order for me.