Weekend follies
Saturday was a pretty boring day. I washed clothes, changed the linen, cleaned the kitchen...just caught up on some housework. I watched most of the All-Star festivities too. Just an easy going weekend as I stayed in the house most of the day.
Early Sunday morning about 1 AM, Ike came over so we could go to the store. We usually do our grocery shopping around 2 or 3 AM, but we both were in the house most of the day and wanted to do something. We like going early like that because there's not many people in the store. When we were parking at 1-something there were loads of Maryland students and other people so we were turned off. Ike suggested that we go down 193 to see how far it goes. Hey, I wasn't doing anything so we went. We decided to stop at Burger King to pick us up a little snack before our adventure. We both got a Whopper Jr. and Ike was feeling a milkshake. They only had vanilla and he loves strawberry so we didn't get one. He started to make me want a milkshake, but I figure that we could stop at a Mickey D's and pick one up. We drove and drove. Saw some really nice houses in the dark. It was nice and relaxing until some jackass started riding Ike's bumper when we were on a two-lane highway. Ok, that's one of his pet peeves. When the highway widened, we let the dude get in front of us. So, Ike started to ride his ass. The guy started getting scared and picked up the pace. We followed him and scared the beejeezus out of him. I know he thought that we were going to kick or kill his ass. He learned his lesson, I think. We laughed and returned to the highway. We eventually turned back and went to the McDonald's to get a milkshake. Um...no. The milkshake machine was broken. Oh, ok. We had passed by another one so we went there. Ike said, "I'd like to order a large strawberry milkshake". The lady said, "We don't have any strawberry milkshakes." Ike and I grimaced at each other, but he asked her, "What kind do you have?" He was going to go for the vanilla and I the chocolate because after the chase, we just really wanted one. The McD's lady got on the intercom and said, "WE HAVE NONE!!!" That ho really screamed on us! I said thank you and we left like "ZOMG, I can't believe she yelled at us like that". We went to Mickey D's number three. The machine was broken. We could not believe our bad luck. We started heading back my way. The McDonald's that we don't like to go to had a ginormous line so we went to the one by the University of Maryland, our favorite one. The line was hella long since people were getting out of the club. Since it was before 3 I went to go in the restaurant. No one was in there. I asked the lady if they had milkshakes. She said "si". Ok, I ordered one large strawberry, and one large chocolate. Then, I saw the sign: CASH ONLY. I had used the last of my cash at Burger King. I got back in the car and Ike was blown. We went up Route 1 to another McDonald's. The milkshake machine was broken. Seriously? I mean, SERIOUSLY?! Ike and I emptied our pockets and scrounged up $6.00 for milkshakes. Surely, that would be enough! We rushed back down Route 1 so we could get in the restaurant since the line was still long. It was 3:01 but the kind "bouncer" took pity on my cute little face and let me in. I stood in line and this drunk girl and her friends were trying to get in. He told them no and she started bawling! Mascara and eye liner were all over her face. She tried to fight the bouncer. Is McDonald's that serious? I mean, I wanted a milkshake, but really?! I started talking to this dude in front of me and he was cool. The Latino people behind me started talking about crazy White folks. I burst out laughing and they were like I wasn't supposed to hear that. I gave the "hey, we're minorities" look and they nodded and said yeah, yeah, you cool, you cool. So, I ordered my milkshake and joked around with the cashier who remembered me from a few minutes ago. Now the Cash Only sign was gone. The dude ahead of me thought I had no money and offered to pay for my food, but I was just giving the guy grief since we had gone to another McD's and searched for this cash. The girl went to make our milkshakes and...nothing. THE MACHINE WAS BROKEN!!! I told the guy that I hated him and that I wanted my money. He gave me my money back and I was pissed. I told Ike the news and he was too. We went to the four other McDonald's in the area with 24 hour drive thrus. We kinda got yelled at again once. We even went to the McDonald's that we hate. EVERYBODY'S MACHINE WAS BROKEN!!!!! I was hurt. By that time, my mouth was feening for a milkshake, but I just wanted the nightmare to end. I told Ike that I didn't even want one anymore.
We went to get gas at the Shell. Ike filled up on 12 gallons and they have a special if you buy 10 gallons or more you get a free microfiber towel. Well, we're always washing the car and stuff and it's totally free since he needed gas anyway. I asked him if he was going to get it. He was like no. Fine. Any other time, I'd go get the free shit, but I was pissed at our futile excursions to 7 McDonald's. He changed his mind and went to the gas attendant with the receipt indicating that he did buy gas. The attendant was deaf and dumb. He couldn't hear and Ike was yelling. I started to get annoyed. Ike then spelled out what he wanted, "T-O-W-E-L!!!" I burst out laughing. The dude still was like "whaaaaa?" Ike started pointing at the advertisement RIGHT in front of the man's face. He still didn't get it. He was like you have to buy gas. Did he think that we were just sitting in front of a pump at 3:30 AM for nothing? Were we some kind of Bonnie and Clyde that was collecting free shit throughout the county? WTF?! He finally gave up the towel. I mean, was he hording them all for himself?! Geez Louise. Ike and I laughed at the incident. It was a good release. We went to the store and said nothing about milkshakes.
I had texted my friend about the ordeal that I was having. I still wanted one and she decided to buy me one. She bought me...vanilla. Man! If I wanted vanilla, I could've just had the one from Burger King and saved myself heartache! ANNNNNND, she bought it from the McDonald's that had NONE!!! This story has a happy ending though. Early this morning at about 3 AM (because we have a crappy sleep schedule), we went back to the McDonald's by UMD and we got...milkshakes. The best milkshakes in the world!
Early Sunday morning about 1 AM, Ike came over so we could go to the store. We usually do our grocery shopping around 2 or 3 AM, but we both were in the house most of the day and wanted to do something. We like going early like that because there's not many people in the store. When we were parking at 1-something there were loads of Maryland students and other people so we were turned off. Ike suggested that we go down 193 to see how far it goes. Hey, I wasn't doing anything so we went. We decided to stop at Burger King to pick us up a little snack before our adventure. We both got a Whopper Jr. and Ike was feeling a milkshake. They only had vanilla and he loves strawberry so we didn't get one. He started to make me want a milkshake, but I figure that we could stop at a Mickey D's and pick one up. We drove and drove. Saw some really nice houses in the dark. It was nice and relaxing until some jackass started riding Ike's bumper when we were on a two-lane highway. Ok, that's one of his pet peeves. When the highway widened, we let the dude get in front of us. So, Ike started to ride his ass. The guy started getting scared and picked up the pace. We followed him and scared the beejeezus out of him. I know he thought that we were going to kick or kill his ass. He learned his lesson, I think. We laughed and returned to the highway. We eventually turned back and went to the McDonald's to get a milkshake. Um...no. The milkshake machine was broken. Oh, ok. We had passed by another one so we went there. Ike said, "I'd like to order a large strawberry milkshake". The lady said, "We don't have any strawberry milkshakes." Ike and I grimaced at each other, but he asked her, "What kind do you have?" He was going to go for the vanilla and I the chocolate because after the chase, we just really wanted one. The McD's lady got on the intercom and said, "WE HAVE NONE!!!" That ho really screamed on us! I said thank you and we left like "ZOMG, I can't believe she yelled at us like that". We went to Mickey D's number three. The machine was broken. We could not believe our bad luck. We started heading back my way. The McDonald's that we don't like to go to had a ginormous line so we went to the one by the University of Maryland, our favorite one. The line was hella long since people were getting out of the club. Since it was before 3 I went to go in the restaurant. No one was in there. I asked the lady if they had milkshakes. She said "si". Ok, I ordered one large strawberry, and one large chocolate. Then, I saw the sign: CASH ONLY. I had used the last of my cash at Burger King. I got back in the car and Ike was blown. We went up Route 1 to another McDonald's. The milkshake machine was broken. Seriously? I mean, SERIOUSLY?! Ike and I emptied our pockets and scrounged up $6.00 for milkshakes. Surely, that would be enough! We rushed back down Route 1 so we could get in the restaurant since the line was still long. It was 3:01 but the kind "bouncer" took pity on my cute little face and let me in. I stood in line and this drunk girl and her friends were trying to get in. He told them no and she started bawling! Mascara and eye liner were all over her face. She tried to fight the bouncer. Is McDonald's that serious? I mean, I wanted a milkshake, but really?! I started talking to this dude in front of me and he was cool. The Latino people behind me started talking about crazy White folks. I burst out laughing and they were like I wasn't supposed to hear that. I gave the "hey, we're minorities" look and they nodded and said yeah, yeah, you cool, you cool. So, I ordered my milkshake and joked around with the cashier who remembered me from a few minutes ago. Now the Cash Only sign was gone. The dude ahead of me thought I had no money and offered to pay for my food, but I was just giving the guy grief since we had gone to another McD's and searched for this cash. The girl went to make our milkshakes and...nothing. THE MACHINE WAS BROKEN!!! I told the guy that I hated him and that I wanted my money. He gave me my money back and I was pissed. I told Ike the news and he was too. We went to the four other McDonald's in the area with 24 hour drive thrus. We kinda got yelled at again once. We even went to the McDonald's that we hate. EVERYBODY'S MACHINE WAS BROKEN!!!!! I was hurt. By that time, my mouth was feening for a milkshake, but I just wanted the nightmare to end. I told Ike that I didn't even want one anymore.
We went to get gas at the Shell. Ike filled up on 12 gallons and they have a special if you buy 10 gallons or more you get a free microfiber towel. Well, we're always washing the car and stuff and it's totally free since he needed gas anyway. I asked him if he was going to get it. He was like no. Fine. Any other time, I'd go get the free shit, but I was pissed at our futile excursions to 7 McDonald's. He changed his mind and went to the gas attendant with the receipt indicating that he did buy gas. The attendant was deaf and dumb. He couldn't hear and Ike was yelling. I started to get annoyed. Ike then spelled out what he wanted, "T-O-W-E-L!!!" I burst out laughing. The dude still was like "whaaaaa?" Ike started pointing at the advertisement RIGHT in front of the man's face. He still didn't get it. He was like you have to buy gas. Did he think that we were just sitting in front of a pump at 3:30 AM for nothing? Were we some kind of Bonnie and Clyde that was collecting free shit throughout the county? WTF?! He finally gave up the towel. I mean, was he hording them all for himself?! Geez Louise. Ike and I laughed at the incident. It was a good release. We went to the store and said nothing about milkshakes.
I had texted my friend about the ordeal that I was having. I still wanted one and she decided to buy me one. She bought me...vanilla. Man! If I wanted vanilla, I could've just had the one from Burger King and saved myself heartache! ANNNNNND, she bought it from the McDonald's that had NONE!!! This story has a happy ending though. Early this morning at about 3 AM (because we have a crappy sleep schedule), we went back to the McDonald's by UMD and we got...milkshakes. The best milkshakes in the world!