I have SO MANY QUESTIONS about this. Was it a one-time promotion? Was it literally someone's job to come in and sit in the cookie "machine"? So bizarre. But having watched a smaller number of children and left in humiliation, I feel your sister's pain. :)
They are valid questions, but I have few answers. The McDonald’s in question was not one I went to often, and by the next time I was there the “machine” was gone. I did see it, several years later, in a different McDonald’s a few towns away from that one.
Having worked at a McDonald’s in college and knowing some of the corporate structure, I suspect it was something made by a franchise owner. They probably moved it from store to store in their group trying to increase cookie sales. It’s possible it was the regional management, but in my experience they didn’t try as many new things as the franchise owners...
That was actually what a lot of the fights with my mother involved. She was adamant that I needed to be an engineer, work for the company where my father and her father worked and become the head of engineering like my father before me. (I think I'm supposed to throw a lightsaber to the side at the end of that speech...)
I wanted to be: an astronaut, an astronomer, a marine biologist or some other job where I got to discover new things, or someone who writes books or makes movies to tell stories about things.
But, you're right, the forces driving me to be an engineer were too strong. I didn't become an electrical engineer like my father, or go work for his company. My mother considered those choices unforgivable. But, designing robots isn't too bad...
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Maybe this is why you design robin arms... but in freezers not for cookies machines
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The McDonald’s in question was not one I went to often, and by the next time I was there the “machine” was gone.
I did see it, several years later, in a different McDonald’s a few towns away from that one.
Having worked at a McDonald’s in college and knowing some of the corporate structure, I suspect it was something made by a franchise owner. They probably moved it from store to store in their group trying to increase cookie sales.
It’s possible it was the regional management, but in my experience they didn’t try as many new things as the franchise owners...
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She was adamant that I needed to be an engineer, work for the company where my father and her father worked and become the head of engineering like my father before me. (I think I'm supposed to throw a lightsaber to the side at the end of that speech...)
I wanted to be: an astronaut, an astronomer, a marine biologist or some other job where I got to discover new things, or someone who writes books or makes movies to tell stories about things.
But, you're right, the forces driving me to be an engineer were too strong. I didn't become an electrical engineer like my father, or go work for his company. My mother considered those choices unforgivable.
But, designing robots isn't too bad...
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