McDonald's Made Me McAngry.

A couple of weeks ago, I was running all over town trying to finish some errands.  I had my two-year old in the backseat and he had been pretty good, considering all the places to which he had been dragged the entire morning.  By the time we were heading back home, it was close to lunchtime so I decided to stop and get him a happy meal from McDonald's as a treat.

Ahem.

I ordered him a chicken nugget happy meal.  By this time, he had fallen asleep in the backseat and when he wakes up from a nap, he is unbearable.  The good news, I told myself, is that the chicken nuggets will cut short any temper tantrum he might have.

And it might have... if I had actually received the nuggets.  But I didn't get nuggets.  Here's what I got:

Do you see that? That's an entire chicken nugget box filled with tartar sauce.  TARTAR SAUCE.  Let's review a few things, so we are all on the same page:

1) I did not order tartar sauce.
2) I did not order fish or anything that might warrant tartar sauce.
3) I did order chicken nuggets.
4) I did not receive chicken nuggets.
5) ESSENTIALLY, I PAID FOR AN ENTIRE BOX OF TARTAR SAUCE.

By the time I had realized this, I was home.  And Noah was well into his "I just woke up" fit.  I was less than pleased.  The McYou-Know-What was about to hit the fan.

I drove back to McDonald's, screaming toddler in tow, and marched into the restaurant.  I asked to see the manager, which are words that no cashier is happy to hear.  I told the manager to open my nugget box and tell me what the crap that was.

She told me that was a side of tartar sauce.

Ahem.

I didn't order tartar sauce.  And by the way, if that amount constitutes a SIDE of tartar sauce, it's amazing we aren't all 500 pounds.

She replaced the meal.  She kept insisting that it was a side of tartar sauce, as if that would make it better.  Oh, and the toddler was screaming through this whole thing.  In fact, she's lucky I wasn't throwing myself on the floor and screaming, too.  Ah well, there's always next time.