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Customer: Can I get a McChicken with egg on it.
Co worker: Pardon me?
Customer: Egg on it...Egg on it.
Me (Taking over): Okay thats-
Customer: Egg on it.
Me: Oookay.
Customer: You got the egg on it? I want egg on it.
Me: Say egg on it one more time.
I still care, but it's getting harder.
My father, bless his soul, is one of the most difficult individuals I have ever interacted with. Any time I have prior engagements, plans of any kind, and he contacts me telling me about something he wants me to do, he gets insistent and immediately furious if I say I'm unavailable.
Just last week he told me to fuck off because I had plans for part of my mother's birthday, even though I grew up with mom saying all she wants for her birthday is peace and quiet, ever since I was little. I planned to bring her flowers that weekend and attend one of my best friend's birthday party because I care about them both and my friend really needs some love for personal reasons I won't get into here.
I tried to explain as calmly as I could what my plans and intentions were, and trying to be flexible, and my father told me to fuck off.
He uses passive aggressive behaviors, abusive phrasing that reminds me of past traumatic experiences, actively speaks out about my gender and sexuality being a mental illness and a chosen one at that, not realizing I'm queer (it's pretty obvious but I haven't just plain stated it, it's just visible in the way I behave, dress, talk, etc) but then getting angry at me when I shy away from those conversations and I just...
I don't think anyone in my family quite understands what he's doing, but I've researched this shit extensively, both for school research and personal development. He's being straight up abusive, but I can't easily say that anywhere. He uses these techniques, whether he realizes or not, trying to put guilt and shame on my shoulders, and when I tell him I feel like he's doing that, he says if I'm feeling guilt or shame about something that's my own problem, and gets angry I'd dare state he's doing this. But if I don't feel that guilt, or I don't change my schedule just for him, I'm just making things worse.. He has told me I'm his favorite daughter in one breath and in the other says "fuck you." "Get the fuck out of my house." Or I'll open up my heart and he'll look me straight in the eye and say "I don't believe you." "Stop lying." Or "Damn, that acting class was really effective, I almost believed you."
But then, I'll change my plans. I'll reschedule, move what I can around, or flat out give up and cancel everything.
And in moments he acts like everything is okay again.
The day after he said "fuck off" yesterday he told me I was awesome.
He will tell me I piss him off and make him sick, that I don't care and never have, and that it's all my fault so just fuck off and go do what you want. And he accuses my friends of poisoning my thoughts against him and says I shouldn't interact with people who talk shit about him. (To clarify, they don't do that.)
But if I shift my plans, which I always wind up doing, it's like flipping a switch and all the sudden he's fine and dandy, joking around, telling me he loves me, that I'm wonderful, and he misses me.
I try really, really hard to treat my family with love and compassion, but days like these all I want to do is curl up and cry because nothing I do will ever be anywhere close to enough.
...what do I do...? This feels like a waking nightmare...
Customer (within .5 seconds of arriving in the drive thru: HELLOOO??????
Me: Welcome to McDonald's what can I get for you?
Customer: I need a minute.
Me: Okay let me know when youre-
Customer: JUNIOR CHICKEN!
Me: Unfortunately we're on breakfast now.
Customer: Junior chicken.
Me:.....
Customer: okay an egg McMuffin and a large Coke.
Me: Okay it will be at your second window.
Customer (at the window now):
Is it cheaper to add a hash brown?
Me: No because you're adding more food.
Customer: Oh. What if I add a hash brown and a coffee?
Me: That's. That's even more.
Customer: Nevermind then.
Me: Alright it's 6.90
Customer: *spends 2 minutes painfully counting coins* I think this is enough.
Me: This is like $13. I only need $6.90
Customer: Oh well I'll get a hash brown too then.
Customer: (at the window) Can I add another coffee and fries and a cheeseburger.
Me: alright.
Customer: Why was it such a long wait?
Me: Because you just added more stuff at the window and I already had everything ready to go.
Customer: Well I thought this was fast food!!
Customer: You need to stop closing for 15 minutes at 10pm every night.
Me: We need to restart our systems for the next business day. It's necessary that we do it unfortunately.
Customer: Well you're going to go out of business.
Me: Oookay.
Customer: Why are you closed?
Me: *Points to sign* We're doing maintenance.
Customer: but your sign over there says open 24 hours.
Me: Yes. And this one says closed for maintenance.
Customer: Can I get fries with no salt please.
Me: of course.
Customer: Can I get salt in the bag???
Me: ...
Customer: Can I get a cherry pie?
Me: Unfortunately we don't sell cherry pie.
Customer: What do you have that's like a cherry pie.
Me: We have apple pie.
Customer: No I want cherry.
