Within five minutes after waking up I stumbled into my local McDonald’s, determined to try one of their McCafé lattes without any of their abrasive sweeteners.
I asked the McDonald’s representative how many espresso shots go into their large latte. She said, “Five.” “Yeah right” I thought to myself, and then opted for a medium which she said only has “Four shots.” Not likely, but whatever.
When I told her that the medium latte was all I wanted (no $1.99 Big Macs) she looked at me like I was an idiot and then told me the total: $3.23.
A swirling pandemonium then broke loose behind the counter as about three McDonald’s representatives worked together to figure out, first, what to write on the cup and then how to work their newfangled espresso machine.
Soon thereafter, I was headed out the door with latte in hand, somewhat regretful since I could have gotten three double cheeseburgers for the same price. I was then struck with another pang of regret as I stepped out into the 95 degree Phoenix sun, realizing that it would probably take a long time for it to cool off enough to drink.
As for the latte itself, the quality was adequate. Once my taste buds were slightly cauterized it was easier to drink.
This experience has helped me come to my senses about McDonald’s McCafé — it’s not as good as I once thought. I’ll probably start going back to my former preference for edible, cheap coffee — QuikTrip.
I bought one of their Iced Mocha’s yesterday and it was definitely a disappointing taste experience. Plus, I had a similar situation, my drink was definitely turned into a training session for the cashier who had no idea how to make it.
haha, it’s funny in retrospect, but not funny at the time i know
Great story. I loved the “swirling pandemonium” paragraph. Too funny!