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McDonald’s Meltdown: A Lesson in Summer Survival
It was the first day of summer vacation for my little guy, and like many stay-at-home parents, I faced two choices:
- Entertain my kid every waking hour, or
- Sign him up for a bunch of overpriced activities that would give me a fleeting moment of peace without hearing, “MOM, I’M BORED!” on repeat.
Not exactly a life-altering decision, right? I usually pick option #2, which led to my son attending soccer camp last summer. Because I clearly enjoy torturing myself, the camp I chose required me to wake up at the crack of dawn, drive a school-distance away, and pack snacks as if sending him off to a full day. And for what? A measly 9 a.m. to noon schedule! The horror!
By the time I picked him up, I was already bracing myself for the post-camp lunch chaos. Normally, I’d whip up something homemade, but on a whim, we decided to hit up McDonald’s for a change. After all, nothing screams summer like burgers and nuggets consumed in the comfort of our air-conditioned living room, right?
We rolled into the drive-thru, which, of course, had a line longer than a DMV queue. It was noon, so I mentally prepared myself. My son and I chatted about his morning, and when we finally reached the order screen, I confidently placed our simple order:
- A chicken nugget Happy Meal
- Two cheeseburgers
- A small fries
I pulled up to the pay window, handed over the cash, and all seemed well until I got to the pick-up window.
“Please pull into the parking lot and wait,” the drive-thru lady said, and I thought, “No biggie.” But when I asked where to park, she pointed to two spots taken by cars that were clearly not budging.
“Um, there are already cars there,” I protested.
“Park where that blue car and red car are parked,” she insisted.
“But I literally can’t!” I replied, feeling more confused by the second.
The lady just repeated herself, and I was left flustered. Eventually, I parked a few spots down, figuring they could find me.
We waited. And waited.
My son was confused, eyeing other cars zooming past with bags of hot food. “Why aren’t we getting our lunch?” he asked. Good question, buddy. After about 10 minutes of sweating it out in the car, we decided to go inside.
To our surprise, the restaurant was empty.
“Can I help you?” the girl at the counter asked.
“We’ve been waiting outside for our food!” I said, trying to keep my cool.
“Oh, I didn’t know anyone was waiting. Did you park where the drive-thru lady told you?”
“Um, no, because she directed me to two spots that were already taken. So I parked as close as I could.”
“Well, that explains it. Someone went out but couldn’t find you,” she said, handing me a bag of lukewarm nuggets and soggy fries.
Seriously? I was practically parked on top of the place! With a dramatic sigh, I announced we’d never be returning to that location—like they cared. My son chimed in, “We should have never trusted this McDonald’s.”
He wasn’t wrong.
This whole fiasco made me reconsider my decision about summer activities. Maybe skipping the expensive camps isn’t such a bad idea after all. Perhaps it’s better to embrace the local pool and pack our own lunches instead of waiting in a hot parking lot for mediocre fast food. Because honestly, can you really count on McDonald’s? Just ask my son.
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Summary: Navigating summer vacation can be tough for parents, especially when it comes to choosing between endless entertainment or expensive activities. After a frustrating experience at McDonald’s, the lesson learned is that sometimes it’s better to take the easy route and enjoy simple summer days at home or at the pool.