They Could Have At Least Put A New Sticker On My Fajita
by: Frederick Myers*
Last Wednesday, I visited the neighborhood McDonald's and ordered a chicken fajita. After receiving my lunch, I walked it back to my table and placed it in the center of an unfolded napkin. It was then that I saw the sticker—the sticker that read, "Tuesday."
They could have at least put a new sticker on my fajita.
I mean, it was Mcdonald's, so I didn't expect anything gourmet; but you'd think that they would serve food made on the same day of one's visit.
If they had just told me that the food was fresh, I would have been happy. I really couldn't have cared less when the food was actually made. I've been known to eat discarded food off of the ground, so a day-old fajita would, in many ways, have been a step up for me. My gripe was that they thought nothing of labeling my lunch as a day old.
It doesn't take that much effort to remove a "Tuesday" sticker and replace it with a "Wednesday" sticker. They could have assigned the janitor to do that. As far as I'm concerned, he wouldn't have even needed to wash his hands, as long as he had changed that sticker.
Maybe they were too lazy to remove the old sticker first. That's OK. I would have been content with a new sticker placed on top of the old one. That would have shown some effort. I would have appreciated that.
Come to think of it, I wouldn't have cared if they had covered the old sticker in such a way that it was still clearly visible. I have no problem with people making shoddy, unconvincing efforts to deceive me. It's when people don't even try to deceive me that I complain.
Come on, McDonald's. If you want to serve stale food, the least you can do is put a new sticker on it.
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*And by Fredrick Myers, we mean Daniel Riehs.
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