Dammit! I hate McDonalds. I hate their food, dislike their throw it together and toss it atcha attitude, and their watered down drinks. But occasionally I have to use them in an attempt to bribe the youngun that lives with me.
A couple of weeks ago I had to use them for a bribe in order to get Zach to agree to sit in the chair for an hour at the dentist's office to have a cavity fixed and some sort of treatment applied to his permanent teeth. He refused to let me wait until we were leaving town to do the McDonalds deed, so we sat in the truck in the Wal mart parking lot while he had his happy meal before going into Wal mart to pick up a few things I needed for supper. He couldn't wait until we came back to the truck to tear into the "toy" from his happy meal box so I had to listen to his griping about the hat thingy "not being a good toy" as I hurriedly grabbed what I needed and checked out.
Why did I not notice people looking at me like I was the Queen of Idiots? I musta been really deep into one of my "zones".
As I bent down to grab the drinks from the bottom of the basket to toss them into the back of the truck I noticed something red dangling from my butt. WTH?? I stood up and attempted to look at my behind but didn't see anything, so I bent over to look again.
The "Do-rag", hat thingy, that Zach had found in his happy meal had a velcro fastener on it, and when he'd tossed it down in disgust, it had attached itself to my butt when I'd scooted back into the truck to grab my purse before we went into the store.
So now, I'm sure, not only do they have a Beware poster of me in the back due to my insistence on customer courteousy, they have a gold star beside my smiling face honoring me for having the cutest tail.