McDonald’s

Ordered the 2 for five Big Mac special. Size of the hamburger patties was very skimpy compared to what it used to be.. Waited too long for order to be processed. Room was not managed trash needed to be removed.

Okay so basically it’s just the neighborhood it’s in. I usually stop by here only when necessary and when in the area. Drive through is good. Inside dining, ummm next Micky D’s please.

I love being ignored by the staff. We made the mistake of stopping here this morning for a quick breakfast this morning. We walked in and thought, woo hoo, no customers at the counter means no wait. Wrong. We waited for a few minutes while the manager was off to the side on a personal phone call, perhaps she should speak in a lower voice or take her calls someplace more private, while the rest of the staff was working on drive thru orders. After waiting a few minutes, we made a bit of noise and finally caught the manager’s attention who ended her cal to call someone to take our order.
Thankfully the rest of our visit went much better, then again, the couldn’t really go any further in the wrong direction. Our wait for the food was much shorter. There were plenty of empty tables in the dining room which was clean
The size of the meal seems to have shrunk in size from what I remember. I thought the pancakes were on the larger size then the silver dollar size i received. I do know the size of the tray was smaller, to mask the smaller size food perhaps.
With the coupon we had, breakfast for two was eight dollars (no need for a tip) so we got what we paid for.

drive thru is always open — one of the few in Worcester.

This McDonalds embodies everything that is wrong with fast food joints. Poor service and poorly prepared food are common place. I am amazed at how different two McDonald’s can be.
When you arrive you encounter employees’ who appear more annoyed that they have to work then they are concerned with the quality of service they give their customers.
The layout of the registers with no clear line leaves the customers jockeying for position with the 1 cashier. After ordering you don’t know where to wait and most people just stand by the counter while others attempt to order.
Then you watch your order being put together and continue to wait for that one thing they always forget. By the time you get frustrated enough to ask for the missing item the rest of your order is surely cold.
The soda machine and condiments section are almost always missing key items like ketchup or drink lids and you are forced to return to the chaotic counter to ask for what you need.
Once your order is complete you head to a table to enjoy your meal only to have to stop and clean the table yourself since the previous customers don’t clear their own tables and the employees couldn’t be bothered.
Why I return to this location baffles me. I have been enough times only to get a repeat of bad service. I should have learned my lesson but I do find it to be a convenient location

Aside from my basset hound and being able to instantly watch the X Files on Netflix, I don’t have much going for me at this point. It’s okay. It’s not like I’m almost thirty years old or anything. But there are two things that sometimes pull me out of the grips of depression, and they are karaōke and McDonalds. And alcohol, but I feel that goes without saying. And pills too, but we don’t need to get into that. Moving on. Karaōke and McDonalds. Yes. Greatest duo. I am always down for either one, but they are best when combined.
I came home to Worcester yesterday and I was super pumped to party it up in the greatest city America has to offer. If you haven’t been, I highly recommend it. In one night, I swear to God, I saw a gentleman dressed as a priest jerk himself off through his pocket to a rock-​a-​billy chick playing bass, a man lay down on a floor my shoes kept sticking to have a woman stand on his face, and more than one person wearing a Gwar hoodie. The best part of all is that I only spent ten dollars and I was like one thimble of Narragansett away from blacking out. Just do me a favor and finish reading my review before you book your tickets to this paradise.
So me and my pals are really tearing the town a new one, and we wind up at this amazing karaōke bar. I did not have my best performance, but that is okay. It was a little offensive when the «dj» stopped my song halfway through, but I get it, we all have a job to do. It was just a great night. And I wanted to top it off with a little McDonalds to bring home and eat in bed with my basset hound. I know what you’re thinking, how could I ever be down in the dumps when I have such an epic life? I guess it has to be chemical or something.
I make my way to the McDonalds on Lincoln Street because it’s twenty-​four hours. There were two cars ahead of me, and the wait was pretty long, but I was okay with it. I assumed they were in there cooking up a storm, so I didn’t mind. Well, I now I know why it’s stupid to assume because I ripped into the bag immediately and everything was freezing cold. How could McDonalds do this to me? It tasted like someone had pulled my Quarter Pounder out of the refrigerator and shoved it between the stalest of rolls. Don’t get me started on the fries. They were like potato icicles with no salt. This was a complete slap in the face.
Now I don’t want anyone to think that I hate McDonalds, because I don’t, I love McDonalds so much. I always stick up for them whenever people complain about how gross their food is, or their mistreatment of workers. Look. McDonalds is a big corporation just trying to get by in this world, cut them some slack okay? I think that everybody should be allowed to unionize, but not if it’s going to effect my dinner. And you know what, minimum wage is completely reasonable for the employees in this case, because they can eat all the McDonalds they want.
Whatever. I’m sure this was just a one time incident. I think the only solution is to go to McDonalds again tonight. And you know what else? I feel like I am almost to blame for the cold food last night. I should have waited until I got home, put it in the microwave, then eaten it in bed with my dog as I originally planned. Thank goodness for second chances, clearly tonight is going to rule.