My wife was once in line at a McDonald’s and the counterperson had a lazy eye. When my wife got to the front of the line, the server said, “Welcome to McDonald’s. May I take your order?” But, because of the lazy eye, my wife didn’t realize the woman was talking to her and continued to wait patiently.
“Welcome to McDonald’s. May I take your order?” The server said again, and again my wife didn’t realize she was being addressed.
Finally, exasperated, the server clapped her hand over her wandering eye and said again, “Welcome to McDonald’s. May I take your order?” Only then did my wife realize the woman was looking at her.
Now don’t you think that woman would put in a little effort if she could straighten out her wayward peeper? I do.
Bonus F: This Picture! What the fuck is that thing? A L'il Notorious B.I.G. doll? They finally make a doll black kids can identify with... and then they give it a disability? Is that even legal? Dolls are supposed to be full of joy and love, not look like the all-too-real eight-year-olds kids I used to see drinking Mountain Dew on the stoop at 11:00 pm when I lived in BedStuy.
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