McDonald's — Restaurant in Fairborn

I arrived under the gray Ohio sky, bleached and bloated like the soggy bun of a forgotten McChicken. The golden arches rose before me like a capitalist obelisk—simultaneously inviting and oppressive, a siren song for the sodium-starved soul and the time-poor proletariat. The PlayPlace stood dormant, a rubber mausoleum for forgotten laughter and decades of industrialized childhood.

Inside, the lighting was clinical—fluorescent truth shining down on plastic booths worn smooth by thousands of existential sittings. The air smelled faintly of fryer grease, industrial despondency, and adolescent angst. I ordered the Quarter Pounder, that ubiquitous puck of processed Americana, and it arrived in a box that whispered, “You gave up long ago, didn’t you?”

But damn it if that meat wasn’t hot. Juicy, in a way that defied its frozen past. The pickles struck with a vengeance, the cheese clung like regret, and the ketchup—ah, the ketchup—painted my tongue in a Jackson Pollock of artificial umami. Fries? Addictive as despair, but crisped to that rare state between pleasure and penance.

The staff? Efficient. Numb. Human automatons cloaked in polyester and the quiet suffering of wage dependency. They smiled, but it didn’t reach the eyes. I thanked them anyway.

Is it gourmet? God no. But it is democracy in edible form—equal parts convenience and caloric surrender. One star? No. Three. One for the taste, one for the speed, and one because sometimes the abyss looks like a drive-thru window, and you still...

Never order a quarter pounder unless you want it pink. I understand they are cooked when ordered, but they should be prioritizing food safety over their service times, as I believe they pulled the patty early to make service times. I question even this though, because when I ordered it was 230pm, and only one car had been in line with me the entire duration I waited. As I drove away I saw there were no other cars in the drive thru line. I could kinda understand if they pulled the meat early if they were slammed, but they were not. The last several times I have ordered the combo meal, the meat has been pink inside to varying degrees. Today was the last time I'll ever order there, the pics I attached don't show how pink it really was. I had to rip apart my sandwich to find spots that looked cooked enough to eat. I didn't pay 10$ to throw half away. The fries are only salted half the time. And if you ever have to pull forward and wait during busy hours, you may as well go inside yourself. They have 4 waiting spots, but will have half a dozen or more cars pulled forward waiting. No matter the size or contents of your order, you will be waiting for 10min outside. Do yourself a favor and skip this location. The only thing it has going for it is the service, even that is inconsistent; the younger workers always are polite, while anyone over age 21 seems to be bitter about their...

This was a bad visit all I ordered was Fries and Drink, but had to endure much more.

2 female associates were completely clueless on what the true meaning of customer service. The drive thru had 2 orders parked and in front of the customer who I might add came into the restaurant after waiting 10min for 3 HM's and other item's had to listen to these same associates state "they didn't care about them HM's" directly in front of the customer🤦.

Meanwhile I'm still waiting on my fries at this point at least I have my drink 🤷. So in a wicked turn of events we now have 3 in store orders mine, an elderly lady, and an off the clock employee.

My wife whom stayed in the car, was able to finish her sub and scroll down social media for over 30mins.

So the employee got his food first, which set off the lady, and then the lady got her meal. Now mind you I stay patient / quiet until I got mine.

Moral of the story folks visit this place at your own risk, at times they are on point when management is in place and on their A game. But at other times they miss the mark, and have epic moments like "opening the cheese with your teeth guy" yep that happened.

Until next time Coach out✌

PS HM =...