A few years ago my fiance and I were on our way home from his biweekly D&D game. It was winter and I was very cold. I asked my fiance to stop off at McD so I could get some of their cappuccino to help warm me up. Because of how late it was, we assumed that their lobby was probably closed or closing and opted for the drive-thru. There were no other cars in line so we were happy about that. We pulled up to the speaker and my fiance opened the door (we were driving my car and my window froze shut one day and never worked again). The lady inside told us that she would be with us in a moment. 15 minutes later, we still had nothing. I was done after 5 minutes, but my fiance prefers to give people the benefit of the doubt. I told him to pull around front and if they were open, I was going in to complain. I went into their lobby and was greeted instantly. I told the cashier that I wanted to see her manager. The manager comes up and asks what was wrong.
I told him, “My fiance and I were just in the drive-thru. The lady said she would be with us in a moment. That was 15 minutes ago. All we wanted to order were 2 drinks. We are now freezing cold for having to be exposed to the elements for so long.”
His reply “I’m sorry, the only thing I can suggest is that she forgot you were there.”
That steamed me. I replied matter of factly, “I worked for McD for 3 years and I can assure you that this was considered highly unacceptable and I would have been reamed a new one if I ‘forgot’ about a customer. I don’t understand how this can be considered acceptable here.”
He ended up giving us our 2 drinks for free, but that night ruined it for us. We have not been back to that one since.What did he expect me to say to that? “Thats ok.”? If he had just said, “I’m sorry about that, I will make sure to have a talk with her. What can I get you?” I would have been perfectly fine. But to say that I was forgotten about is a rather bad business practice I think. 1017-08
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