{"id":1983,"date":"2016-03-23T23:38:20","date_gmt":"2016-03-23T23:38:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/?p=1983"},"modified":"2016-03-23T23:38:20","modified_gmt":"2016-03-23T23:38:20","slug":"berated-at-mcdonald-plummet-to-death-blood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/2016\/03\/23\/berated-at-mcdonald-plummet-to-death-blood\/","title":{"rendered":"berated at mcdonald, plummet to death, blood"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s not really ever a good reason to go to mcdonald&#8217;s. It&#8217;s not the quality of the food, certainly. It&#8217;s sort of the cost, though there are other equally inexpensive options out there. It&#8217;s maybe the speed, though that can be hit or miss.<\/p>\n<p>There was the day recently, though, when time was of the essence and something approximating food was needed. So, we stopped at McDonald&#8217;s.<\/p>\n<p>And it was a mistake.<\/p>\n<p>As we walked in, there was a woman at the counter angrily berating the assistant manager.<\/p>\n<p>[Wait, is there any other way to berate someone? Hmmm&#8230; I guess you could dispassionate berate someone, maybe?]<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, this woman was angry. Not because there was something wrong with the food. Nor because she had been short-changed or physically assaulted by an employee.<\/p>\n<p>No, it was because an employee had &#8220;disrespected&#8221; her.<\/p>\n<p>Really.<\/p>\n<p>Jim and I shared a look and immediately commiserated with the manager. While I get cranky with systems &#8211; and try to do something about those poorly designed systems (I&#8217;m looking at you, Books A Million, and I still don&#8217;t want your damn magazine subscriptions), I find it difficult to complain about people and try and get them in trouble. Isn&#8217;t the world already terrible enough?<\/p>\n<p>So, this woman went on and on for a few minutes while the manager just stood there and took it. I couldn&#8217;t quite figure out the resolution &#8211; but it seems like that, having ruined someone&#8217;s day, the disrespected woman was content to leave.<\/p>\n<p>Seriously, how low does your self-esteem have to be that you need to take out a perceived slight on a McDonald&#8217;s manager? I mean, <em>really<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>So, we got our mostly-food, ate quickly, and left with a sigh of relief.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been playing a video game adaptation of the movie Tron: Legacy. And yes, I really should known better. Unless it&#8217;s Lego, movie adaptations as games never work.<\/p>\n<p>But this should have been right up my alley. In fact, this should have been so far up my alley that it&#8230; ummm&#8230; I don&#8217;t know, that phrase kinda fell apart on me. Anyway, I should have been loving it. I mean, you know me, right? It&#8217;s FREAKING TRON!!!!<\/p>\n<p>Except it&#8217;s not great.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, the visuals are pretty enough- but they never really change. A room covered in neon blue is not that different from a room with neon green. So, it&#8217;s:<\/p>\n<p>1. Run into a room, note the neon, \u00a0and the doors close behind you.<br \/>\n2. Fight all the bad guys in there for some reason &#8211; I&#8217;m not real clear on the plot<br \/>\n3. Doors open &#8211; exit.<br \/>\n4. Parkour your way to the next room.<br \/>\n5. Repeat.<\/p>\n<p>And the parkour is terrible. Everything is neon. Including the edges of platforms and around the holes in the floor. So, a lot of:<\/p>\n<p>1. Run.<br \/>\n2. Miss a jump because it&#8217;s just not clear where the edge is.<br \/>\n3. Plummet to your de-rezzing death.<br \/>\n4. Reload from checkpoint.<br \/>\n5. Repeat.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m getting a little better at the parkour and I&#8217;m learning the combat a little at a time.<\/p>\n<p>But it&#8217;s just not much fun. I keep playing, though, in the hopes that it will suddenly BE fun.<\/p>\n<p>Which means I really need to stop playing it. I&#8217;ve been in the blue neon city, then the green neon city, and now I&#8217;m supposed to head back to the blue neon city. And I don&#8217;t think that&#8217;s going to happen.<\/p>\n<p>Sorry, programs, you&#8217;re on your own. This User has other games to play.<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>I had a blood donation appointment today after work and headed out a little early to get some food. I then headed over to the red cross building, got checked in by an ancient woman who was apparently a security guard.<\/p>\n<p>Seriously? I think a good solid sneeze would have knocked her across the room.<\/p>\n<p>Zipped through the history, my iron was <em>amazing<\/em> as usual, and answered the questions about not traveling to most of the planet or eating crazy cow beef.<\/p>\n<p>Needle stick into a vein like a freeway. \u00a0They love my veins, I&#8217;m telling you.<\/p>\n<p>Then, squeeze every 7 seconds and then cookies and juice.<\/p>\n<p>Easy. I don&#8217;t know why more people don&#8217;t donate blood. Did I mention the cookies? FREE!<\/p>\n<p>And they were super excited to get my O- blood. Seriously, go give blood. COOKIES!<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s not really ever a good reason to go to mcdonald&#8217;s. It&#8217;s not the quality of the food, certainly. It&#8217;s sort of the cost, though there are other equally inexpensive options out there. 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