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I had a guy at McDonnald’s argue with me about there being enough salt on my fries. He even took one, put it in his mouth and then told me it had enough salt.
I commonly have to argue at subway about cheese. I hate cheese. I say this. WoTaoYanCheeZOoooooo. They usualy tell me it tastes better with cheeese (haven’t we had this thread before about the BuYaoBuYaoBuYAOOOO!!)
I also usually have to say NO SAUCE about a billion times before they stop putting mayo on it. At first I was nice about that and just cussed under my breath. Now I make them remake it. Just because I want tuna doesn’t mean I want mayo.
I once at MOS burger (thank god for my “I won’t let my girlfriend kill people” boyfriend) lost it on a chick because I orded a side salad and she gave me fries because they were out of salads and then argued with me about it for like ten minutes before I went all mountain lion and she gave me my money back.
In MOS burger I ordered a cheeseburger, and something called the ‘A Set.’ Clerk: You can’t order the ‘A set’ if you order a cheeseburger. Me: What do I need to order? Clerk: One of the burgers on this card. (Points to burgers which cost 10 nt more) Me: Well why? I have done this in other MOS stores. Clerk: Are you sure sir? Me: What? Clerk: Are you sure sir? Me: I am very sure. Clerk: Well, not in this store. But you can order the ‘A set’ by itself. Me: What? I can order the ‘A set’ if I don’t order a cheeseburger? Clerk: Yes. Me: OK, I want one ‘A set.’ Two minutes later… Me: Hello I’d like a cheeseburger please. Clerk: Certainly sir. Me: Gamma! 
I had the dishonor of eating at “Burger Queen” around by the Combat Zone the other day. That has to be the most disgusting, filthy fast food joint I have ever been to. It is so filthy and gross it is almost high camp. Definately worth a look just to see how cheap and disgusting a place can be, and how much filthiness restaurant owners are allowed to get away with here. They’ve even ripped off their logo from a defunct hamburger joint in the U.S. This is like being in a museum for everything that is wrong with the restaurant industry in Taiwan.
They’ve put the restaurant in what was obviously an 80s style hair salon, but they didn’t bother taking down the station mirrors on the walls. Tee hee. There are chicken bones on plates on every table because they are too lazy to clear them off. And much like my experience at that Thai restaurant at 101, where they recycled the rice, this place made my vanilla milkshake, poured some in a tiny paper cup to serve to me, and then put the milkshake cannister back in the fridge to serve to someone else. Yes folks, recycled milkshakes. 
One of my first meals in Taipei was at MOS Burger. I had eaten MOS often in Japan and was appalled at the disgusting cold, wet, slimy, dripping excuse for a t%rd that I was served. I’ve never been back. How do you get a hamburger bun wet? I don’t want to know…
Get the items with a Rice bun. like the unagi burger. The regular buns at MOS burger can be a little soggy due to their heating and the sauce…
My first MOS experience was in my 1st or 2nd week in Taiwan. I didn’t realize there was such a thing as a rice bun at the time, and when I bought it and it kinda crumbled in my hands I thought: Geez, RICE-burger. Never again!
Now I love them.
Something my local gf pointed out to me and I have now begun to notice for myself, is that the poor clerks at these Fast Food places are programmed like robots. They don’t listen to anything you say unless it’s a direct response to a question they ask. eg. The following has occurred numerous times all in Chinese:
Clerk: What would you like?
Me: I’ll have a number 3 meal with Lemon Tea, not Coke.
Clerk: And what would you like to drink with that?..
Me: I don’t want ketchup, just napkins.
Clerk: How many “ketchups” would you like?..
etc etc.
Or at Subway:
Me: I’d like the Vegetarian sub with the number 4 roll.
Clerk: Which number would you like?..
Me: I want everything on it except the onion and mustard.
Clerk: Would you like everything on it?
Moral of the story: Shut up and wait until they open the correct file on their Ordering Procedure Memory Chip. Then just respond to the questions until they mess something up. Then complain.
PS: This might be the same in every country. It’s been years since I’ve ordered fast-food in the west.
[quote=“DSN”]Something my local gf pointed out to me and I have now begun to notice for myself, is that the poor clerks at these Fast Food places are programmed like robots. They don’t listen to anything you say unless it’s a direct response to a question they ask. eg. The following has occurred numerous times all in Chinese:
Clerk: What would you like?
Me: I’ll have a number 3 meal with Lemon Tea, not Coke.
Clerk: And what would you like to drink with that?..
[/quote]
Me: I’ll have a No. 2 meal to go. Don’t supersize it. And no ketchup. And a Diet Coke to drink.
Clerk: Do you want it supersized?
Me: No.
Clerk: What beverage?
Me: Diet Coke.
Clerk: For here or to go?
Me: To go!
Clerk: (putting a ketchup pack in the bag) Do you want additional ketchup?
Me: NO KETCHUP!
Mind you, this all takes place in Chinese, so it’s not a language barrier type situation. It’s programming.
Chris, here is what you should have said…
Me: I’ll have a No. 2 meal to go. Don’t supersize it. And no ketchup. And a Diet Coke to drink.
Clerk: Do you want it supersized?
Me: Think…
Clerk: What beverage?
Me: THiiink…
Clerk: For here or to go?
Me: THINK.
Clerk: (putting a ketchup pack in the bag) Do you want additional ketchup?
Me: THINK THINK THINK THINK.
I think I think too much. 
Oh. I forgot the story of the poor guy at subway in the live mall. Oh god. I don’t know who he thought I was but he started falling all over the place when I walked up. If the boy was any more nervous I would have needed a defibulator.
He asked me what kind of bread about 20 times. I had to (and I always do) say “No cheese” like a billion times. When it finally registered that what I was saying in both chinese and english was the same thing that my boyfriend was saying over and over, he started appologzing like he had shot my dog and almost started crying. He put SO MUCH meat on. I know he did this to be nice, but I donn’t like meat. So I asked him to take some off. We went through that for like ten minutes and finally I just started talking to my boyfriend and having him talk for me. The guy, at the end of this, dropped my sandwhich. (cuz he was acting like he had never seen a girl before) and HE PICKED IT UP AND WRAPPED IT.
I, of course, asked for another. I ain’t eating anything that has been on the floor. And this time just walked off and let the man get it for me.
Also in the living mall is the sushi lady who paused while putting my sushi in the box to pick her n ose and then went back to picking up the sushi. She got very agitated when I said I didn’t want it anymore.
[Enters restaurant, clerks all get into a nervous huddle and the designated English speaker gets pushed to the front]
Me (in Chinese): Number 4 meal.
Clerk (in
[quote]Once as a test in McD
[quote=“sandman”]
And as for FOB, that’s different. I met her in a bar not long ago and was just as tongue-tied and flustered as the SUbway kid. I probably was drooling and grinning inanely, too.[/quote]
Ah shucks!!
But you have met me several times and never been tongue tied. If you were tongue tied last time it was because of little miss perfect body, Neihu.
She almost made ME tongue tied. (where is the drool emoticon when you need it?)
I look like a 10 year old boy who has long hair and a sun allergy.
You all should visit the McDonalds in Ying Ge. Strawberry is the manager and she speaks English quite well and very very cheerily. She is the most frighteningly nice person I’ve ever met at McDs. She will ask if everysingle item is ok, or needs fixing or adjustment…
I always feel bad when she waits on me because after the 10th question I start to lose my cool…“I just wannna gooooooooo.”
I worked at McD’s for four years. I got rotsa stories.
One guy brought back the McRib to me and said it didn’t look like the picture and he wants his refund.
One guy brought back his Big Mac to me and started yelling about a condom inside. We looked at it and it was a finger cot that expanded cuz it got microwaved cuz the grill guy had a cut and the cot slipped off accidentally during the rush. But the guy was just going nuts. Hahahah…a refund and a few gift certificates later he was good to go.
I was working drive-thru and our policy was “No car, no service” so in my Madonna headset I hear a loud car pull up, I saunter over to the window and it was five dudes. One each pretended he was a wheel, one was the driver. Hahahah…I took their order anyway. E for effort.
[quote=“914”]I worked at McD’s for four years. I got rotsa stories.
One guy brought back the McRib to me and said it didn’t look like the picture and he wants his refund.
One guy brought back his Big Mac to me and started yelling about a condom inside. We looked at it and it was a finger cot that expanded cuz it got microwaved cuz the grill guy had a cut and the cot slipped off accidentally during the rush. But the guy was just going nuts. Hahahah…a refund and a few gift certificates later he was good to go.
I was working drive-through and our policy was “No car, no service” so in my Madonna headset I hear a loud car pull up, I saunter over to the window and it was five dudes. One each pretended he was a wheel, one was the driver. Hahahah…I took their order anyway. E for effort.[/quote]
Wot no engine? Amateurs!
More sad than funny but whenever I go to the KFC in Guting, that’s about twice a year when I need something that tastes real bad, they ask me “Original or spicy”, and whenever I answer “Original” they tell me they don’t have it and I end up with the spicy one … :loco:
[quote]Once as a test in McD
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Once as a test in McD