Since the 1970’s, Burger King have been saying “Have it your way”. What a bunch of hypocritical cunts. Have it my way? Fucking twaddle. Unless you get the meal and/or super-size options as well.
We don’t go to BK regularly. We’re not some scummy single-parent chav family with 5 kids (all different colours, of course) that for a family treat go to MacDonald’s or BK every Saturday. Perhaps I would if it wasn’t for those chavs, of course… but that’s for another post 
We normally arrive in BK after a night on the town, normally at Charing Cross or Waterloo stations, and we always order the same thing - “2 XL Bacon Double Cheeseburgers”. That’s it. No drink, no fries, no fucking super-size me.
So despite the “Burger King Bill of Rights” that gives its customers the right to “Have it Your Way”, and despite the fact that I clearly state what I fucking want, the ignorant hypocritical fuck-pig at the counter always tries to sell me something I neither want nor have asked for.
Why? Just Fucking Why? Just once, it would be nice if they just played out their nice little servant role and gave me what I fucking asked for with no extra questions or hassle. How hard can it fucking be to do less fucking speaking?
At least you don’t have to put up with horrible, horrible Burger King quite so often now the Woolwich branch has closed. Fancy that, disgusting scum Woolwich is too up-market for even filthy Burger King. I admit, I would very occasionally go there because it was less filled with proles than MacDonald’s, which in Woolwich is a true vision of hell; I suppose this is why they couldn’t manage to remain open here. Woolwich really is a digusting shite-hole, we need armed guards around the development.
Comment by David Strange — January 16, 2008 @ 5:44 pm