They put tomatoes on my food at arbys (turkey sub I believe it was), after I said 3 times not to! I would understand possibly if I said it only once, but 3 times was unacceptable, so I threw the damn tomato across their store and hit the opposite window. Threw the tray away too when I was putting the garbage up.
Not that bad, but hey, its a funny story to me now.

I was in taco bell, drunk (highschool, I loved it) My buddy was in the crapper, so I used the sink (as a crapper).

Wow. Looking back at that now, I realize that was pretty sick.

Is this a "what is the worst thing that you did at a fast-food restaurant?"

Well, I walked into Whammy-Burger with my holdall full of weaponry. I had the usual fiasco trying to order a breakfast from the grinning imbeciles after 11:30, and had to wave a machine gun around to get my way. Then they gave me this crappy, limp burger, so I went "See, now this is what I'm talking about. Turn around, look at [the picture]. See what I mean? It's plumpy, it's juicy, it's three inches thick. Now look at this sorry miserable squashed thing. Can anybody tell me what's wrong with this picture? Anybody? Anybody at all?"

/DFENS

I was piss drunk, and I dropped a toonie on the ground at McDonald's, and hit my head on the counter as I bent over to pick it up, then fell on the floor. I proceeded to spill a cup of Sprite on myself, sat at a different table than my friends (who were already sitting down), ate one Big Mac, then went and threw up in the washroom.

Not necessarily worst but amusing in its display of incompetence.

I was getting a sandwich from subway and dutifully placed my order:

"BLT, foot long, wheat please."
"Do you want cheese with that?"
"Yes please."

I look away from the employee (this was my bad; never let a fast food employee go about their work without watching them) and commence talking with my date. After a little bit he pipes up with:

"Will that be all?"
"Yes."

I pay for my order and we drive away from the store. We get home, go get some drinks and I open up my sandwich. WTF? Inside is.... (drumroll please) bacon and cheese.

No lettuce, no tomatoes, just bacon and cheese. Personally I thought the BLT would at least come with Bacon, Lettuce, and Tomato but this employee proved me wrong.

The worst thing was when I was a young teen, working at White Castle, and got sick. I was worshipping the porcelain goddess for a good ten minutes, came out, and they wanted me to finish out my shift. What?!?

Jay_vee has my vote, I loved that scene.

My story...

I upchuck all over the place at a McD. I went in with a slight stomach ache, after a milkshake and Big Mac it got worse and worse. When I started feeling the stuff coming up I got up and ran to the bathroom but to no avail, I spewed right there, in the middle of the place.

By the second heave I managed to get to a trash can and, after pulling the top of it open I stopped there until I was through.

When I managed to stop barfing I looked around and noticed that the place was silent... some 20 people were staring at me and 2 McMonkies were ready with mops (I guess that happens quite often, the kids were ready to clean up, mop, gloves, buckets and all). The manager (I guess, he was dressed differently) came over with a cup of water and sat me down after that.

I left shortly after and have never returned there ever again...

I worked at fast food resturant for six months too long.

Jay_Vee Funny stuff.

My story isn't much, but I remember riding around in the back of a pick-up truck (hey, there were 4 of us!)after a long night of Jim Beam, and I knocked on the window telling the driver I had to bunt. Well, he stopped at a Taco Bell, and I heaved everything up near a trashcan, which was right next to the drive-through speaker. When I finished I hopped back in and I got some serious oggling from the drive-through kid, to this day I wonder if he heard my moans of puking ecstacy.

I having a really bad brain block, because, for the life of me, I can't remember the title of the movie jay_vee is quoting. I've seen it before, the title just escapes me right now. What is it?

And, of I course, I meant I'm having a brain block.

Would "falling down" happen to be the name of that movie?

Two points for UA_Pyro

On a long cross country road trip, one of the guys I was travelling with wants to stop cause he has to take a dump. So we pull into one of those road McD's, a real crappy one in some town you would miss if you blinked while driving down the highway. Anyway, he goes and does his thing and gets back into the car like everything is normal

But a about 5 miles down the road he starts wiggling around in the back seat and then tells us they were out of TP in the bathroom. His best comment was the "feels like I have Crisco spread between my cheeks" We almost had a wreck we were laughing so hard.

Hade a fake seizure in a Taco Bell (hey, I was in highschool, it was funny), complete with foaming mouth, between the double doors to the restaurant. Had a very, very large marine proceed to jump up and try to "help" me. Needless to say, I took the first opportunity to jump up and run down the street followed closely by said marine. All of my friends just stood there and laughed the whole time. Come to think of it, it is pretty funny now.

I'm extremely allergic to lemon juice, which is always in mayonaise. I ordered a burger one time at Wendy's drive-in window, and I told them "Cheeseburger with everything EXCEPT mayonaise." They hand me the bag and I drive off. A mile down the road, I unwrap it and take a bite. Damn! The only thing on the burger was cheese and mayonaise. LOTS of mayonaise! I nearly drove off the road. I spit it out the window and stopped the car and rinsed my mouth out with root beer. I got pretty sick later in the day. I thought I was going to die. I've never been back there again. Can I sue them for reckless endangerment?

At a Mexican restaurant, one of the cooks evidently cut his finger resulting in blood all over my food. I don't know how they didn't notice.

Being an ex-Californian I was craving an In n Out burger on my next trip though that shiathole of a state. So I wait in line, order up a Double-Double, and go outside to eat my prize. No sooner to a peal back the wrapper when a seagull flies over, shiats on my head, and the Double-Double. Bad karma day.

bump:

Good form.

Walking out of a Burger King the door caught my big toenail on my right foot and snapped it backwards, leaving the nail hanging by only one corner. I got the toenail cut off the day afterwards, but it grew back in wrong, so I had to have it cut out again. Worst pain ever.

I was given the "hard sell" by some aggressive drug pusher the the bathroom of a Detroit McDonald's. I had to push him against the wall to escape. He threw his fish sandwich at me as I bolted past him. He missed me. Ha!

Voldemort: I feel for ya, brother. I cannot eat mayo either and every time...I mean every damn time that I go to Wendy's they mess up my food. Now I don't go there unless I'm starving and everything else is closed.

iamhalucn8ing: It was at a Taco Bell, so nobody probably noticed.

Eating with my parents at one when I was 13... my mom was being nostalgic and patting my head and stuff and these teen hoochie girls started mocking us. Then my dad went and yelled at them in his Chinese accent.

thanks a lot mom.

The night before Thanksgiving my brother and I went out drinking with some of my friends. Later that night he got arrested talking shiat to cops about how they got served faster than us. My phone was locked in the car and all I had where creditcards so I had to ask the manager to use the phone. I felt like a complete ass and I was piss ass hammered. Plus we had family from everywhere and we couldn't eat until he got out of jail.

Motherfarkers took my $20 and only gave me change for a $10. I said, "Hey, you gave me the wrong change," and the steely-eyed chick winked and said, "No, I didn't."

She won.

Being paid $3.25 an hour to work there.

No shiat- I ordered taco bell and it came with small bugs in it.

Here in Oklahoma we have a place called Braum's. I eat there a few times a month. A few weeks back I got their chicken sandwich deal. It was normal like every other one before it, until I got to the center and bit down. The texture, the taste, everything was wrong. I didn't chew any of it, instead I immediately spit it back out into the wrapper to discover the entire center was completely RAW! I nearly puked, took it back, got a refund and some free gift certificates. I haven't had their chicken sandwich since.

I was working in a mall, and I sent one of my employees to get me a salad from Wendy's at the food court. She came back and put under my desk. About 10 minutes later I opened it and it was this disgusting brown cruddy salad. I called them and biatched at them and got my money back. About a half hour later, I looked over and saw another Wendy's bag with a fresh salad in it. Oops...guess I musta forgotten about the salad from 2 weeks ago.

/my bad

Being paid $3.25 an hour to work there and unlearning the skills necessary to click a box on a form.

An old lady at the table lost her fake eyeball. Everyone was scrambling around on the floor looking for it. It bounced off my sneaker.

I found a band-aid halfway into my Big Mac

Worked at McD's when I was 15.

Had a manager who was stupid, fat, zit-covered and biatchy. She had two long braided ponytails.

I used to take her ponytails and dip them into whatever was handy as she passed by. Ketchup dispensers, deep fryers...whatever her braid looked like it would touch without her noticing her hair was being pulled.

I bet she's still working at McDs, so I have the last laugh.

I was eating at McDonalds and this gangbanger comes walking in and heads for the bathroom. The manager steps from behind the counter (I'm in line) and stops the guy. Seems that the gangster was a regular trouble maker.

"Sir, if you want to use the restroom you have to purchase something.

"Yo, I ain't you pussy, biatch."

"Sir, you aren't our customer either."

I wanted to burst into laughter at the manager's clever response but feared that the homeboy would cap me. The homeboy, by the way, left with the vague threat "Yo, I be back wif da crew. You better not mess wif me."

While working ther late one night, getting into a waterfight, and throwing a bucketfull of ice into the deepfat fryer. Damn, that made some scary noise. Ever deep fried a pickeL How bout a hamburger? I mean a WHOLE hamburger, cheese, bun and all?

upright:

I'd tell the manager she ripped me off, and if that did nothing, I'd leave them with about $500 of damage and clean-up, and ask them if they broke even on the deal.

Someone slipped some morphine into my chocolate shake when I was working at McDonald's as a teenager. Made my throat pretty numb...

giving a girl who i was interested in a ride home after school one day...stop by wendy's for frostys...she finds a finger nail in hers...crap

bought a small carton of milk only to find, upon opening, that it had, in fact, transformed into a foul cheesy substance...

Went to BurgerKing, asked for a cheeseburger...they told me they were "out of cheeseburgers"

still stumped by that one

Two words:

Crippling diarrhea

/surprisingly enough, this did NOT happen at Taco Bell

DownSouth

Let me guess... you're still drinking now, right?

You get my vote for incoherence.

Burger King. Got a Whopper. There was about a cup of mayonnaise on it - it was swimming in white gummy goo. In addition to the mayonnaise was a 4" x 1" long piece of plastic bag that the mayo apparently came from, hidden in the middle of the cup of mayo. I nearly barfed.

In high schoool, my friends and I were at Arby's, when my moron friend out of nowhere slammed his nose into the table. It started bleeding, so he went into the bathroom. About 10 minutes later, he came out and said "Guys, you gotta see this." We went into the bathroom and there was blood everywhere - and I mean everywhere. He had smeared it all over the sink, the walls, the urinals and the toilet. There were bloody handprints and footprints everywhere. It looked like a murder scene. We left really fast after that.

I was at Taco Bell and they served me what I ordered.

My first job was at Mr. Gatti's Pizza. One day we were low on cheese. My manager comes up with this canister of mozzarella slices. I don't know how many pizzas they made with that cheese before I went to grab some of it. As I reached over to grab some slices I noticed that the cheese was moldy. My manager had been serving the customers moldy cheese. He actually got upset that I wouldn't server it to the customers. I would of felt guilty serving it to a starving mutt, never the less a human being.

I threw the crap away and haven't eaten at a Mr. Ghatti's since.

The local McD's was the Friday night hangout. On a typical Friday night having just consumed enough grease to kill most humans we head back to the car. Then, WHAM! A car headed to the drive thru hits me and I land on the hood. Back then I was 6'2" and about 250 pounds so it left a nice sized dent in the hood. My leg got all banged up but we just laughed about. Stupid teenagers that we were.

Burger King, Methuen, Massachusetts, 1996. I managed to convince my then-girlfriend to fark in an open broom closet on the second-floor seating level. Since it's about 9:30 at night and we're the only customers there, she agrees. We go to the closet, she hikes up her skirt, I whip it out, and I start nailin' her from behind as she braces herself against the wall.

Suddenly it becomes evident why the broom closet was left open, as the janitor (a kid with Down's Syndrome, no less) walks in on us. The girl and I quickly compose ourselves, and after some threats on Retard Boy's safety if he tells anyone, we get out of there.

Total dumbass moment in my life...but hey, I was 19, and you should've seen the girl.