Tuesday 6 March 2012

That Time I Stole a Big Mac…

Well, I’ve had prouder moments in my life.. a few at least..

Let me set the scene..

Moncton girl was completely pooped after a long, hard day of accounting. A countin’ this and A countin’ that.. So she thought, what the heck! Throw caution to wind! Get McDonalds!


Does that make it sound like I never get McDonalds?.. because I get it a lot…
I settled into the drive thru line.. it was only about 3 cars long.. not too shabby she thought as CBC Radio 2 soundwaves engulfed her car as she waited to place her order. .. and she waited

… and waited…

… and waited…





…and waited….


FINALLY it was her turn. She  stuck her head slightly out the window to ensure they can hear the order about to come out of her mouth- obviously  technology isn’t as advanced at a drive thru as the rest of the world, so she probably needs to yell.

Moncton Girl orders a  $1.39 cheeseburger.

Girls gotta stick to a budget.

Then she begins to wait again…


… and wait…


…and wait…















…..and wait………


FINALLY she is able to pay the $1.39+tax. and as she continues waiting for the small bag.. they hand her a pop..
Moncton Girl says nothing.

They stick out a large, heavy bag and as she is grabbing the bag she thinks about her odds. Is there even a remote possibility that what’s in the bag will be less satisfying then a cheeseburger? Not likely.
Moncton Girls says nothing.

She waits until she is  a solid 3km from the restaurant. Apparently MG believe that Grimace only has a 3km range from which to attack.
Moncton Girl looks in the bag to find a delicious Big Mac.
With upsize fries.

Moncton Girl is now a  Big Mac Thief.. and breaking the law has never tasted so good.
*Moncton Girl