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My favorite genre of Facebook post is when cops go out and have some perfectly normal everyday experience where literally nothing happens but then they write about it like it was malevolent and sinister because cops are giant whiny piss babies who live in “sheep, wolves, and sheepdogs” fantasy-land

My man went to McDonald’s and had to wait a few minutes through a rush, which as we all know has literally never happened before in McDonald’s history:

Not surprised. Disappointed to say the least.

***So this is what happened to one of our PBSO family.

Ingnorant people who work at the McDonald’s on okee and 441, west palm beach, FL.

THE POST YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ IS FROM A LOCAL DEPUTY

Hey everyone this is going to be a long post, you are going to want to read it.

So at approximately 3:22 pm, on the way home from my earlier call out (traffic fatality, and notifying the next of kin), after I picked up the kids from my in-laws. I decided to go to a local McDonalds, (9835 Okeechobee Blvd <Okee and 441>) as both kids said they were hungry and wanted chicken nuggets. I figured I could have one or two of theirs, and they wouldn’t be too mad at me for it.

Let me add an important part here, you will see why later, I am in my marked patrol vehicle…

I pull into the drive through, wait behind another car to place my order. When my turn pops up, I place my order:

2 – Ten piece chicken nuggets

1 – Large fry

1 – Medium coke with light ice.

They give me my total on the board $13.34. I pull around to the first window, have to wait a little, then I pull up and hand off my credit card to pay, then its handed back to me. I wait in line to pull up to the pickup window.

Now here is where it gets interesting. (Remember I am in a marked patrol vehicle).

As I pull up to the pickup window, I am greeted by, not one employee, not two employees, but three employees. I am stopped for a few seconds, more than normal, and one of them says to me that they gave my order to another person (an honest mistake, and I have been on the other end of it before). She asks nicely for me to pull up and someone will bring it out to me. I say not a problem, and begin to pull up.

I am stopped there for about 2 minutes, kids are starting to get restless and asking for their food. I then say to myself, mc nuggets are usually plentiful and ready to be ordered, same with fries, same with the coke. I say to myself, I am going to start a timer. I run a three minute timer. This goes by. I say to myself, hmm, okay 5 minutes now.

Yes other cars behind me are coming and going, paying and getting their various bags of food and such.

I say okay, and set another 3 minute timer, because I wasn’t too sure of the two minutes prior. But it was about that.

So now 6-8 minutes have gone by, kids aren’t happy. I throw on my face covering, go inside. Am greeted by a different employee who asks if he can help me. I told him that I was waiting for my drive through order. He asked what it was, and I again told him, 2 ten piece nuggets, 1 large fry, and a medium coke with light ice.

He asks the others that were near the window where the order was, and he walks off toward them, out of my sight. Several seconds go by, and a different employee (now 5th employee in that area alone), looks around, finds a bag. Now fearing that my food was tampered with, I immediately said, please refund my order, I don’t want it. I begin to walk out to my car to get the credit card that I used (with my work id card so I always have a payment method), and return inside.

I put my card in when asked, had to verify my purchase again, then the machine says to remove the card, and I see transaction amount of $13.34. I ask employee 4 for the store manager’s card. He walks to the back of the store before handing me a receipt, and he is gone for approximately 35 seconds.

I am handed a folded piece of paper, with a not legible name and a phone number.

I ask for my copy of the receipt that shows a refund, and am told that it did not process (even though it told me to remove my card).

Again confirming my order. I am processed my refund at 3:29 pm by the employee.

I get in my patrol car, and leave. Kids both crying and upset, asking why they did not get their food. Shamefully, looking for something to tell the kids, I simply say “I do not know, we will find some food somewhere else.”

I couldn’t bring myself to tell them the truth. “We didn’t get our food because we were in a police car.”

Needless to say, I will not be returning to that McDonalds, in a patrol car, nor in my personal car.