Why is it that staff in fast food restaurants in London either don’t understand English, or are so fucking thick that you have to repeat yourself umpteen times to get your order across? When will corporates like McDonald’s, Burger King, and KFC realise that this is just unacceptable?
Of course, the shockingly crap descriptions in the menu don’t always help when the employee has the IQ of an earthworm. For example, today I went into KFC in Woolwich. There were 2 “Classic Variety” meals listed:
1) 2 pieces of chicken, 2 hot wings, 1 crispy strip: £4.19
2) 3 pieces of chicken, 2 hot wings, 1 crispy strip: £4.99
Now – I may not have got an ‘A’ for GCSE maths, but I know that for the first option, 2 + 2 + 1 = 5. So when I asked for the “5 piece variety meal”, the guy just looked at me blankly. I repeated myself. Nothing. He asked which one. I clarified:
“The top one. The first one listed. The one with 5 pieces of chicken in it”.
Nothing.
Jesus fucking christ. Is it so hard to understand?
His boss saw the struggle, came over, and rang up 2x of the 6 piece meals. For fucks sake. These guys are thicker than pig shit. Why do KFC employ them? Probably for the minimum wage.
Perhaps they should number the menu items so fucked up brainless twat cunts like these employees can’t fuck it up, and the customers don’t have the hassle of having to repeat themselves. Then again, they probably can’t count past 5 anyway (fingers on one hand), and so this system would probably fail abysmally.
The ironic thing is that while in Hong Kong last year, in a McDonald’s restaurant where the staff spoke no English, I was able to order a meal for 2 with several side dishes. My order was understood immediately, and with no repetition. They had a great system where you simply pointed at items on a laminated sheet which had options for everything under the sun, including the “super sizing” options.
If people who speak no English can get things right first time, why can’t the brainless fuckwits in KFC in Woolwich who allegedly speak and understand the fucking English language?
Am in Dublin, but the scenario applies ……
Burger King …..
“Can I have a Kids Chicken Strips Meal and a Whopper Meal – Both with Coke Please” …. Simple Enough ???
“So a Chikeen Streeps Meal Yes …. what drink with that?”
“Er Coke Please”
“And a …………”
“Whopper Meal Please”
“Whopper Meel Yes … what drink with that ???”
Not quite so extreme I know, but enough to make you think ……. most often I get ……
“Can I get a Large Black Coffee Please”
“Would you like milk with that ???”
Cue Homer …………………………..
DOH
I was in the pub by our office on Friday. Now bear in mind I’m a biker and that I decided to get a round in.
Kronenbourg, Fosters and I’ll have a pint of Speckled Hen shandy.
Four times I had to repeat the order and I got a Kronenbourg, a Fosters and a pint of Speckled Hen.
“No”, I said, “That’s not mine, I asked for a Speckled Hen shandy.”
“What is a shandy?”
You work in a bar? Oh come on…