Tragedy at Mac Donalds!!...

Ok, my diet has been going well, and once in a blue moon I will treat my self to a Mac Donald's, as being 52, and a person whom can appreciate good food, as well as junk, you need to re-establish your gastronomic baseline now and again. I know I have warned you all before about their restaurant in the 'Burges', where you have to negotiate for the salt and ketchup etc, but its so convenient. Anyway, I was quite happy to put up with the freaks and odd balls this evening, as it was after all my only meal of the day. The teenager in a beanie hat, slouching at the dining table trying to impress his female company by sucking on his bottle of water as if it were a infants formula. The elderly lady with alopecia in the purple duvet long coat, I can cope with that as I desired the bacon tasty, Banana milkshake by my side I tucked in avidly, as I had just consumed an excellent new cider at the pub, and was ravenous.
                                                  I dived in, only to be greeted with warm to cold Fayre, what?, a borderline cold meal?, never in my life!!, so for the first time ever, I had to return my meal to the counter, Ronald, what the hell has this come too?....