Saturday, September 23, 2017

A True McDonald’s Horror Story

                        
                     A True McDonald’s Horror Story


After spending a long hot day at work, (no air) I wanted to eat a nice fast meal with my daughter.  We decided to dine in at McDonald’s. Walking over to the new machine to place an order, my daughter pointed.         (I guess a long day at school deemed her too tired to say, “Mom, let’s order over here.”) With resolve I walked over and we placed and double checked our order. The total was $13.11.  I clicked the ‘done’ button and the machine requested I wait for my receipt order to print.  This is when the story goes downhill. I went over to a manager and explained that the machine never printed my order. He asked me if I have the app on my phone to show proof I placed the order. I told him no. He told me it’s okay as my order is on the machine behind him. I asked him for my receipt, he checked his register and asked if I ordered the 2 cheeseburgers. I told him no and gave him my order, he told me to have a seat. Fifteen minutes went by and I went to the manager again and he motioned for a young female employee to assist me. Another older male manager walked up, I explained what happened, gave them my order and she added my order to the register. The girl then commented, “This order doesn’t add up to $13.11. I shook my head in disbelief because I know that is what the total had issued on the machine. The older manager went to the machine behind the registers and began looking for my order. When he came up to my order I said “that’s it,” and the girl said I know that’s the same what you ordered but that’s someone else’s order because it has 2 orders of tea.” I didn’t see 2 orders of tea on that order but I let it go, because I wear glasses and maybe just maybe the teas were on that order. (In retrospect I believe that was my order.) The manager, who ignored me, asked me for my receipt. I lost it then I started yelling, “You know I don’t have a receipt I told you that from the beginning.” He asked me why was I yelling? I told him I’m upset of how I’m being treated. He told the girl to give me a partial order. I said I wanted my full order. He then shouted “You’re getting free food!” He shouted this several times. “I shouted back it’s not free I paid $13.11 for my meal. They refused to give me my full meal as a young male employee handed me a bag of food. The manger said once again I was getting free food. I looked in the bag and guess what? I had to ask for my daughter’s medium fries, they refused to give me a cup for her drink. A girl name Hailey was kind enough to give me the fries. Upon the request of my daughter, we left with a partial meal because she said I was embarrassing her. I get home and checked my credit card purchases on my tablet.

                            
                           VINDICATION!
The tablet showed a McDonald’s purchase on 9/22/2017 of $13.11.
Needless to say I returned with the proof. The manager who kept yelling that I was getting free food said, “Okay what else did you order.” He never apologized and had an attitude that I had returned.
The soda I took home to my daughter tasted horrible. It had absolutely no sprite in it just seltzer. I was done. I wasn’t going back again that day, McDonalds had won.
Later that night after 11:00pm I ate the cookies and realized I had 4 instead of the usual three cookies. I know I should have been happy about the extra cookie but I wasn’t.
This next statement is going to shock some of you. My son Austin is a manager at that same McDonalds. I spoke with my son this this morning about the issue. He told me that the manager’s name is Efraim and I just should have told Efraim that ‘I’m Austin’s mom’. I totally disagree. I never should have been treated that way in the first place. I was a paying customer and…Should I dare say it? This time the customer really was right.
I’m telling my story in the hopes that McDonalds train their employees better. I feel that Efraim, the older manager, and the young female employee saw my order on that screen and knew that I was correct, but they wanted to save face.

What say you? 

Sunday, September 3, 2017

Blaze:To Blaze Aboard The Matter Page 8

Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter… 

Chapter One page 8

Autumn Provides



She decided to draw a forbidden picture.
   
The art posted around the little cabin, gave the home a warm and inviting feel. Autumn gazed at her work and knew that it was good. Her favorite drawing was of her dad cutting wood in the back yard. She loved how she captured his glistening muscles stretched upward to the striking sun as it lit the forest showing all its wonders and beauty. The lake behind her father glowed as the reflection of him revealed his powerful shirtless back. “I loved it when daddy’s job was cutting wood for the town’s people.” When her father decided two years ago to start working for Mr. Guston Wells as a tax collector enforcer, all of the kids at the school house displayed their disdain for her and her father. She hated seeing him unable to walk, but she was happy the children no longer harassed her for the sins of her father.
Five months ago Mrs. Allister dropped by to see Autumn.   
Autumn was overjoyed when Mrs. Allister stopped by to bring fruits and vegetables from her garden. Mrs. Allister, who was an art collector, spotted Autumns art and asked if she could purchase three of the eleven portraits.
“Autumn these portraits looks as if they came from heaven.” It would be divine if I could purchase the garden, the storehouse, and of course of myself and humble abode.”
Humble abode “Why that abode is a few stones short of a castle! Autumn thought.
“Did you hear me child? I asked what is your price?”
 “Um…I don’t know, I,I,…”
“Hush darling, you’re stumbling over yourself.” Would a bag of my gold suffice?”
Unable to speak Autumn could only enthusiastically shake her head in the affirmative. Mrs. Allister had her inferior to gather the portraits and put them in her gold encrusted coach. (These types of transportation was only known to the people who lived on the outskirts of Pau, France) Spotting the portrait of her father fishing at the lake, Mrs Allister stated, “What price would you acquire from me, for this one?”
Take account of what you have already purchased,” was Autumn’s reply.
“Thank you my child.” Off Mrs. Allister went, with her four portraits.
I am a provider. Autumn thought to herself. I am a provider. She knew the bag of gold that Mrs. Allister paid for her art would last a long time, at least for five more years, ten if she was very prudent.
“Mother, I think I should start painting again to make more money, but I have no idea what I should paint now.”
 “Paint your town’s history, Autumn.”
 “What How do I obtain that?”
 The same way you painted your mysterious young man, my child.”
 “That was a stroke of luck, mom, it just happened.”
“Nothing just happens, sweeting. Paint about the English civil war that started in the 12th century and caused so much chaos and carnage.  Paint about how the English commoners fled to the outskirts of Pau, France, and made a home for themselves.” “You live in a town that is like no other.”

Autumn did just that and soon she and her family needed no handouts from anyone, as Autumn was indeed a provider. 

Chapter One The End Copyright 2016 (C) 


Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Blaze:To Blaze Aboard The Matter Page 7

Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter… 

Chapter One page 7

Autumn Provides


A year had passed whereas Autumn now called Blaze ‘Mother’. Unfortunately her relationship with Matthew was still estranged. Autumn was watching her mother prepare their breakfast when she began to reminisce.
Recalling the day, six months ago, how she and her father watched as Blaze commanded a fire ball to break off and fetch wood from the forest. Obeying, the fireball resembled a dog panting as it waited for the next command. “Become the master wood carver.”  The fireball cut, carved, designed, and coated a glazed finish, of 12 magnificent pieces of various sizes of wooden frames. 
Father and daughter both awestruck, impatiently anticipated her reasons for creating the frames. Leaving the small living area, Blaze entered Autumn’s bedroom, Her father gave her a puzzled look. What seemed like forever, really took only minutes. Blaze emerged holding all eleven of Autumn’s art work. Her heart started pounding afraid of her father’s reaction to her artwork. She turned and saw her father’s eyes showed first annoyance than admiration. Autumn noticed her father’s eyes fill with water and she breathed out a quick sigh. Matthew never knew his daughter had such talent. Matthew’s gazed at Autumn and he saw his daughter again for the first time in two years.

Six of the portraits were of her father in various settings and the other five were made of the town’s store and owner, Mrs. Allister and her colossal home, the quaint church, the beautiful garden her mother had planted, and the picture of a man, from her own imagination, standing in a meadow waving. Looking at the art she realized that Blaze had made 12 frames. “Mother why did you make 12 frames?”  “I have my reasons child, all will reveal itself in due time.” “What does that mean?” Asked a confused Autumn. “You will know when the time is right.”  “It’s clear Mom is not going to give me the information.” Autumn thought. “Alright I get it mother, I’ll drop the issue.”

She decided to draw a forbidden picture.




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Friday, August 4, 2017

Blaze:To Blaze Aboard The Matter Page 6

Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter… 

Chapter One page 6



Autumn Provides 

Returning back to reality, Matthew stared at the she-devil called Blaze. He was seething at the witch who was responsible for his quandary. Matthew could only watch as she prepared the evening meal. If he was a praying man he would have prayed for the chance to slit Blaze’s throat. He looked over to the jar that housed a fireball holding the side of his left brain. His hatred for this interfering creature grew more and more each day.
      Matthew didn’t understand why his superior, Guston, who visited him that morning; couldn’t see the fiery jar, nor did he acknowledge the presence of Blaze.
This was strange because Blaze was lit up like a Christmas tree today while she stood adding built-in bookshelves and craving out a niche for Autumn to complete her class work and drawings. Although Blaze waved her hand as if using magic to add the shelves, desk, table and chairs, she was making a lot of noise.
Guston checked on his underling wondering why Matthew hadn’t made his usual rounds. Matthew understood this puny tax collector needed his brute strength to persuade the town’s people to pay double on their taxes. Matthew was painfully aware that eventually, Guston would be forced out of town, being deprived of his protection. When Guston entered Matthew’s quaint domain, He knew the moment he saw the horrid specimen sitting with a twisted face, that it was a lost cause. Guston uttered not one word, he simply backed out of Matthew's home. He realized his plan to offer Matthew more gold, would be to no avail. The soaring gigantic man was nothing more than a large lump of nothing.  


Six months later Guston was gone.

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Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Blaze:To Blaze Aboard The Matter Page 5




Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter… 

Chapter One page 5

Autumn Provides 




Matthew is still thinking back to the events that landed him into his current situation.
 Two and a half weeks later, Autumn appearance was shocking to the town’s people. She showed up to the store shop begging for food. The store owner was just about to kick the ghastly looking kid out of his establishment, when he recognized her voice. “Please Mr. Beaumont, may I have a little bread?” Then she fainted.

Dumbfounded Mr. Beaumont stood there in shock, as he stared at this awful looking creature laying on his floor.
   “Mr. Beaumont, for heaven’s sake pick up that poor child.” Shouted Mrs. Allister. He was astounded by Autumn’s appearance and could not move an inch. Mr. Beaumont’s patron, Mrs. Allister, picked up the kid and walked outside of the store. She placed Autumn on her lap, as she sat in the rocking chair on the front store porch. “Fetch me a piece of bread and water!” “Uhh…NOW!!”  Snapping out of it, Mr. Beaumont ran inside tore off a piece of the loaf, grabbed a cup of water.
Matthew walked up to the store to see nosy Mrs. Allister, cuddling and feeding, the scrawny little beast.  Without warning he bitterly grabbed Autumn by the arm causing the half eaten bread and goblet of water to fall on the wooden porch.

Matthew recalled, that was the same day he met with the devil that took away his ability to speak, walk, and work.   

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Thursday, July 13, 2017

Blaze:To Blaze Aboard The Matter Page 4


Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter… 

Chapter One page 4
Autumn Provides 


Autumn's father Matthew, reminisced  back to the day when he first loathed his offspring. His wife standing there with such contempt as she told him that he was not the father of their 13 year old daughter. His wife Barrelle, picked up her valise and left with her adulterer. Never to be seen since that heart retching day. Two years later Matthew was still numb. He never looked at his daughter, and went thru the motions of living. That all changed the day he finally noticed that Autumn had lost the features that hid her mother. When did Autumn become this woman whose beauty and form had the men in their region staring at her profusely, and bumping into each other? Why did she have to look so much like her whore of a mother. Remembering this was not his child, Matthew’s hatred arose and grew more and more as the days passed. Matthew began to drink whiskey heavily to blot out his disdain for the non-sire he was raising.  However, it was to no avail. He would come home from work and curse and belittle poor Autumn. He consciously made the decision to stop bringing home food for his daughter to eat. He ate at the saloons or with some of the women he would visit.
                                                                                                                 

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Monday, July 10, 2017

Blaze:To Blaze Aboard The Matter Page 3


Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter… 

Chapter One page 3
Autumn Provides 





Blaze walked over to Matthew squatting so that he and she were eye to eye. “It’s your choice as to how long you stay in this position,” she whispered. Matthew’s piercing stare gave Blaze her answer. Standing and crossing her arms Blaze said aloud, “You’re not very bright are you? Open your eyes you imbecile.” Matthew’s stare became even more menacing. Giving up Blaze turned and smiled at Autumn she motioned for the two to sit on the couch. Their long talk went well into the night.
     Three months went by and Autumn blossomed. No longer did she looked frail and dirty. Her pale cheeks had resumed its rosy color, her shoulder length brunette hair was clean and shiny, the scrawny body was replaced with a figure that turned heads.
     She wore clean dresses that her new “mom” had made. The breakfast that Blaze had made filled the air with the aroma of sweet bread, molasses, and a peeled naval orange. Autumn stared at her mom, who was washing the dishes. Autumn was taken aback by her beauty. Blaze had hair as black as tar that shined and shimmered like the stars. Her violet colored oval shaped eyes were mesmerizing. She possessed flawless brown skin that came into contrast but somehow complemented her full purple lips. Blaze’s high cheek bones were the distinguishing point of her beauty. I love my beautiful new mom, she thought.

     Autumn took a bite of her sweet bread before asking, “Mom, what is your real name?” “I am Blaze, my darling little one.”  “How can that be?” “Blaze is the fiery lady who helped me.” “I am she, she is me we are one.” answered Blaze. “Oh I see,” replied Autumn, but she really didn't see. Autumn drank her glass of milk after she had consumed her meal. She made a quick trip to the washroom before kissing Blaze’s cheek. Autumn waved goodbye to her father. Matthew’s ominous stare no longer frightened Autumn. She had developed a profound pity for her mean spirited father instead.


     Her father Matthew, sat unable to speak or move, hated his daughter.  He could not understand why she looks at him with pity and believe it or not, with love.  How could Autumn love him after the horrible way he had treated her? He pushed that thought in the back of his mind, and summoned his hatred to surface once more. 

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Friday, June 30, 2017

Blaze:To Blaze Aboard The Matter Page 2

Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter… 

Chapter One page 2
Autumn Provides 



 “Return to me.” Autumn saw the blazing fire return and cover the beautiful woman. Astounded she watched and waited for this lady to be burned to a crisp. It never happened.

Autumn cautiously asked, “Who are you?” “Blaze,” was her only reply. “I’m afraid I will be in a lot of trouble when the people of the town sees my father burnt to death.” “He’s not dead, but he will wish he was, Autumn.” She then formed a fire ball and placed it on top of Matthew’s head. It traveled all over his limp body, healing and restoring his body from its burnt state. “How do you know my name?” “I just do, don’t concern yourself with stocks that doesn’t matter. Your father will no longer be able to walk, speak, or hurt you my child.” “Umm not to mention work,” Autumn said as she trembled with fear. “I’m only in my fifteenth year and I have never worked a day in my life,” Autumn replied, with her head down she began nervously twiddling her thumbs. “You will be alright,” Blaze replied. Autumn had mixed emotions as she stood there and watched her helpless father lying on the floor. She was confused because although she was relieved her father could no longer hurt her, Autumn knew she needed her father to survive. Her train of thought was broken when she heard,  “Become the helper.” At first Autumn had no clue who Blaze was talking to until she looked in Blaze’s direction. Autumn’s mouth would have dropped to the floor, if it wasn’t attached to her face. A fireball broke off from Blaze and transformed into a woman who was the splitting image of Blaze, minus the on fire ensemble Blaze had going on. 

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Monday, June 26, 2017

Blaze:To Blaze Aboard The Matter Page 1

Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter… 

Chapter One
Autumn Provides

She sung to herself, “Who shall it be, which shall I do? Either way I’m coming for you.”
 Walking the Earth in the darkness, Blaze’s body was lit like the morning sun. She was listening to see whom she would devour or restore. Tonight she chose both.  

The small western cabin housed a teenager and her father. He was a large brute who held whiskey to his lips way too often. At least this was the gossip all around the small town of Pitch Dark, Florida. However, the liquor was not his reason for being downright cruel tonight. He simply chose to be mean. Autumn, prayed for death to take her frail young body. Closing her eyes she could already feel his heavy fist on her face. It never happened. Opening one eye she spied a beautiful glowing woman standing in front of her father with Blaze's hands around his neck. Letting out a sigh of relief Autumn opened her other eye. Blaze stepped back out of the glow which then turned into a full blown shapely fire. Autumn’s father, named Matthew, was horrified. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. Part of the fire resembling a hand, traveled inside of Matthew's nose and pulled out the left side of his brains. Plop! He slumped to the floor.

To be continued... 

Copyright 2016 (C)

Note: Pitch Dark, Florida (Fiction Town) 






Saturday, January 21, 2017

Contagion & A 2 Year Old!! When Contagious Is Understood By A Toddler!!



A True Short Story Titled "The Aunt & The Nephew."

Characters: My 16 year old Amber AKA Bryt Starz & her nephew, Jeremiah the son of Jay Green, my oldest son.. Too bad Austin Bryant's room door was closed he missed the whole thing.

Amber leaves her bedroom to ask her mom a question. With heavy hands she unnecessarily pushes her mother's bedroom door causing a loud "clunk!" Jeremiah sees her and yells "yea," as he sprints towards his Aunt Amber. "No, I am contagious!" His Aunt screams. Jeremiah stops abruptly, and says, "You tagious?!" The 2 year old takes two steps back before turning and high tailing down the hallway putting a quick distant between himself and his aunt.

The End: A reminder this is a true story that happened today January 21, 2017 verbatim.