The revealing psychology evident in ordering something at a fast food place is nothing short of scary. No cash register with numbers. The buttons have little images of burgers, fries and shakes icons.
The mindless automaton demands a cadence from the customer. Say anything out of cadence and the automaton loses it and demands a reboot.
Yesterday I went to a Mindless Golden Alphabet to get coffee with Eduardo while in the USA.
There stood a kiosk with pictures and prices. Push here select that. Normally it takes under six seconds to say "Two medium coffees" Scrolling through the menu I timed Eduardo. Almost 30 seconds. White liquid and sugar was added before it arrives. The McSnotrag cups featuring a hundred and fifty degree surface to grasp. So sorry out of recycled pleated insulation rings. "We Do It All For Us" Next trip we pack a thermos.
Need a fuel filter...make model year sedan or convertible engine size automatic transmission type color ABS brakes air conditioning stereo GPS rear view camera HID lighting, fabric or leather. Sorry out of stock.
Terminator IV "The Revolt Of The Wog Machine Worker" is inevitable. Look for it.
