McDonald's — Restaurant in Streetsboro

Kids crying, moms yelling, ranches falling to the floor seemingly in slow motion, and kids slipping on water apparently that leaked from a broken ice machine. After ordering two kids meals and waiting over 20 minutes (still no food) I started looking around. I saw one cook in the kitchen moving slower than a sloth after a Thanksgiving holiday snagging a snack and chewing with his mouth open. One lady came in exclaiming, “I waited 35 minutes in the drive thru!” A family left with both children in tears- no happiness because no happy meals. My own children, in their glory because of a nice play place, even came out 3x asking where the food is.

I wonder if this is part of their business strategy! People leave when they come to a fast food restaurant and wait over 30 minutes.

25 minutes in myself now. It’s a game. How long will I wait. 30? 35? Or will I break the drive thru lady’s record? Here’s to hoping- I didn’t have anything to do today anyway.

Someone tried mopping up the spills. Thank goodness.

Maybe we should have gone to Wendy’s my son exclaims. The cashier hears, smiles and nods in agreement. This problem possibly is systemic...

30 minutes in! The record is in sight. Another family has left. No crying from them they’re going to Chick-Fil-A 20 miles away. We exchanged phone numbers. Whoever gets their food first wins a prize.

Only 10 different orders in the lobby waiting now. The record is in sight! 32 minutes in! Order 202 sitting on the counter now for 4 minutes- one of the casualties to be sure.

36 minutes! Record holder. I’ll take my belt now! A burly man walks in. He asks- where do I order. Do I tell him?

40 minutes: my legs grow weary. Should I stay or should I go? I want to see it out at this point. But two more people went on break. Not reassuring.

43 minutes in. I saved a hungry family for ordering- they walked out sad and alone.

48- my son asks nicely how much longer until the food is ready. Someone taught his kid patience.

50- I don’t even remember 35 minutes in... a long lost memory stuck in Narnia.

Our number was on the board. It’s gone now. That was our last hope.

My son is crying now. Sadness ensues. 52 minutes in and I’ve given the ghost up. I requested my money back.

56 minutes and my son says as we leave, “this is the worst thing. I can’t control my body crying right now.”

62 minutes I arrived at Wendy’s after stopping at 3 stop lights. I ordered and had my food in the next 3 minutes....

It was a cold and rainy night,dark clouds covered the sky, I had been walking for miles due to the inconvenience of my 1972 volks wagon tire flying off on highway 480. As I walked I had to battle the strong winds and the heavy pouring down rain hitting me in the face. I was cold and hungry, I could feel my stomach rumbling, I could even hear growls of it over the 18 wheelers passing right by me. Splashing me with water. As I walked I passed the Burger King and the wendys and thought to myself those aren't good enough to fill my needs of hunger so I kept walking and walking struggling and struggling to find the right place. I had lost hope, but when I thought I couldn't go any more I seen it, a bright yellow hue off in the distance, I said to myself "it can't be, it really can't be". But it really was what I thought. It was the streetsboro McDonald's, as I got closer i seen the bright yellow McDonald's sign with the big M on it. As I made it to the front lawn I dropped to my knees and raised my hands up hight in the air and yelled "thank you" to the god of Ronald McDonald. As I got to the front door I grabbed the handled and got a tear in my eye I was so happy. As i opened the door a very delightful aroma of McDonald's food hit my right it the face and I felt a warm feeling inside me. I finally made it to the cashier and she asked me what I would like to eat in a sort of rude way, I thought to my my self "this isn't the McDonald's way" I just ignored it and brushed it off.i ordered a big Mac meal. I payed the cashier and she was suppose to give me back $1.99. but she gave me $1.98 back. I demanded my one penny she forgot to give me. I could see anger in her face and she slammed it on the counter. I waited for 15 minutes to get my food which is rediculous. I finally got my big Mac and got to my table. I opened the top of my big Mac and I noticed something was missing. IT WAS THE DAM PICKLES SHE FORGOT. I COULDNT BELEIVE MY EYES i searched under Evey bun and Patty they weren't there. I was filled with so much rage my face turned red. So I walked up to the cashier and thew my big Mac at the menu board and yelled you for got the pickles and stromed out. I'm still on my journey to find the perfect food for me. I'm still roaming this Earth and praying to the god of...

It was today and I was waiting for my order. Trying to hold my patience in, but I absolutely couldn’t. Saw some people start riots about how long it was taking. Serving people with a messed up computer that could not keep up with the orders. Saw some other orders on our screen. Mostly the workers were either slow as a turtle or just were punky teenagers that didn’t care about nothing but just money. I’m feeling a sense of void in my stomach while our coffee was getting cold from another restaurant which was Dunkin’ Donuts. The second drive-through was still not opened yet. It was only the first for a while. Finally into the line now of getting our order. We waited to get to the 1st window. Saw another impatient guy get mad as his card dropped on the floor. He swore at them because they were so slow. The punky teenagers were still slow as they were probably picking their teeth from all of the anxiety they had from all the orders. My blood pressure was boiling to the maximum point. My dad was getting mad at me because all he wanted was sausage and gravy. Could of went to the aurora one but we decided not to because they don’t have the gravy there. Waited for a couple more minutes. The guy in the front of us who thrown the card down finally got there food, and then we finally did five minutes later. Immediately when we went up to the window they had it ready. My dad checked the food and we left. As we pulled out we saw that the second drive-through was finally opened and there was a bigger line than before. Got home and my hash brown was cold and not fried well. My dads big breakfast wasn’t big at all. They gave him hot cake syrup without the hot cakes. Overall just a horrible experience and I wished we went to somewhere else. I will never ever go this McDonald’s in my entire...