A few rather odd things happened while I was at McDonald’s this morning. No, I have not broken down, renounced my degree, and opted for a job as fry cook. I was ordering breakfast when the cashier said something rather strange to me. She said, “$3.10.”

What shocked me, was that five days ago, on Thursday morning, the same breakfast, a sausage and egg mcmuffin with a hash brown and a coke instead of a coffee, was $2.98. Which worked out well, since I only had to carry around two pennies as change. Now, I had to lug around a whopping 90 cents in my freakin’ pockets.

I gave her a sly look and said, “Upped our prices, have we?” to which she gave a sheepish, apologetic grin. I looked up at the menu, and it looks as if McDonald’s has upped their prices twelve cents across the board.

Those sons of bitches. In this piss-poor economy, they have the nerve, nay, the gall, to impose economic sanctions on the consumer? Bastards! How dare they up the ante on me. Now I need to carry a dime around with me? Damn. It’s not like I’m going somewhere else for breakfast. I mean, it is the tastiest of all the fast food breakfasts. C’mon, the croissandwich rocks and all, but the hash browns always give me heartburn. Oh well.

So grudgingly, I accepted the fistful of random change, walked to my table with leadened pockets and proceeded to consume my delicious sandwich. Then, I noticed a table a few down from me.

There was a couple enjoying their breakfast while both talking on cellphones. What is the etiquette on that one? I realize it is rude as hell to talk on the phone while at the table. But does the other person talking nullify the first offense? Or does it just signify a complete lack of respect on both parts?

Anyway, I got a little interested in their conversation and eavesdropped a little bit. What floored me, was that it sounded like they were talking to each other. For example:

Man: So where are we going this afternoon?

Woman: Somewhere in Philly, I think.

Man: And we’re doing what?

Woman: I’m not sure. Visiting a museum. Getting something to eat.

Man: Chinese?

Woman: I hope so.

It went on like this. And then they both hung up fairly simultaneously. That is perhaps the weirdest thing I have ever witnessed.

Freaks.

Days out of work: 26

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