From: jerry@cs.mcgill.ca (Gerald (Jerry) KUCH)
Subject: Re: McBowel movements
Organization: McGill University, Montreal, Canada
Date: Fri, 10 Apr 1992 00:59:48 GMT

In article <1992Apr9.143018.13063@helios.physics.utoronto.ca> richarr@bullet.ecf (RICHARDSON  ROBBIE) writes:
>
>   There was this time at Mcdonald's once where I went into the bathroom and 
>after my pee I looked into the sink. To my disgust somebody had chewed up a 

Why were you peeing in the sink?  Oh, I see... sorry about that.

>quarter pounder avec fromage and spit it into the sink. They then had taken 
>care to fill up the sink. Well the burger had plugged up the drain and what
>wasn't stuck to the bottom of the sink was floating on top of the water..mmm!

Yes, yumm.

>From that point on I swore I would never be a Mcdonald's/Burger King/etc 
>employee...imagine cleaing that shit out? Blech!!!

Well this is nothing compared to the "I am the shit monster" story that some
former McDonald's employee (now apparently rehabilitated) shared with this
group about two months back....

>Hmmm, other immature things done at a fast food joint...

Well, one of our favorites was to go through the drive through and try to 
order "Four small waters and a french fry" in an appropriately whiney voice.
When they prompt you for small or large, you then reply with something clever
like "But aren't they all about the same size?  About three or four inches 
long and maybe a quarter inch on the side?"

Going through the drive through in reverse is also a lot of fun, yes, 
sirreee....

>I used to go into Harvey and throw the pickles off my burger onto these large
>pictures of some obnoxious kids that are present at every Harvey's restaurant.

I've never had any fun in a Harvey's.  Ever.

>Once there was this bum that managed to panhandle enough money to get himself 
>a Big Mac combo...anyhow he was eating at a table across from me and I swear
>he must have crapped his drawers in a big way because I could smell him from
>about seven or eight feet away. I was minding my own business when I here this
>noise coming from the bum, it sounded like his stomach was contracting and 
>forcing whatever was in it back up his throat. The bum started to wretch
>he suddenley let out a ripper belch and then brought up whatever was in his
>stomach. I guess when you drink too much Lysol your stomach has a tendency to
>reject whatever solids you devour. His puke was nasty smelling stuff, partly
>digested Big Mac, part stomach bile. Anyhow it STUNK and it made me feel sick

Actually the bile is secreted by the liver and stored in the gall bladder.
It's not really generated in the stomach.  But I digress.  This sounds a 
bit on the grotesque side.  Poor guy.  Managed to scrape together the money
for a lunch and couldn't even keep it down.  I honest feel sympathetic to
this.

>for the rest of the day. A lot of people left the store (including me). Here's
>the icing on the cake though, when the cleaning staff arrived the bum asked for 
>a replacement Big Mac!! They told him to ask the manager.

I hope they gave it to him.  I mean if you spill your soft drinks before get-
ting back to the table to consume them, they replace them.  This is just
another special case of spillage I guess....

-- 
 Jerry Kuch (jerry@cs.mcgill.ca) | "Sic Gorgianus Allos Subjectatus Nunc."
 "I was wrong to play God.  Life is precious, not a thing to be toyed with.
  Now take out that brain and flush it down the toilet."
                  --- M. Burns  "Treehouse of Horror II"
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