Attendant in store was snippy and… Attendant in store was snippy and impatient. She couldnt hear us because she also had the drive thru headset on. The fish sandwich - which I usually love - was dry and overdone. Worst one Ive ever had at McDonalds.

3 stars.. 3 stars... because half of my interaction with McDo is good (delicious, fresh, good service) while half is bad (missing item in order, late delivery, etc.).

176th and meridian mcdonalds in… 176th and meridian mcdonalds in Puyallup is an unorganized disaster. Dont waste your time going there I walk in and theres angry looking customers standing around so i ask if they ordered yet and they just shook their heads so I wait a couple.minutes as more people come in and I realize that this isn't a mcdonalds. Maybe its some hidden camera joke tv show or something. As I leave the cars in the drive through are all trying to back out as other unknowing people block them in. I yelled Dont go in get out of here! Waste of time.

they messed up on my grandma order so my grandma was asking for ginger ale you know and they messed up with water i wonder why but everyhing else

The Horror of Horrors: A Disheartening Encounter at McDonald’s It is with a heavy heart and a disappointed palate that I recount the horror of horrors that befell me at McDonald’s, a place where I once found solace in the form of a comforting meal. My anticipation for a delightful feast was met with a ghastly surprise – the ‘Sus Burger’. This burger, a far cry from the golden standards set by McDonald’s, was an affront to the very essence of fast food. The patty, which should have been the star, was instead an overcooked specter of its former self. Each bite was a reminder of the potential that was lost in flames. The vegetables, a mere garnish to the tragedy, were a wilted representation of neglect. The lettuce, which should have added a refreshing crunch, was as limp as a forgotten memory. The tomatoes, devoid of any semblance of ripeness, were a pale imitation of what they promised to be. And the bun – that cornerstone of any respectable burger – was a stale, disheartening bookend to the sad narrative within. It was supposed to be soft and yielding, yet it crumbled under the slightest pressure, much like my expectations. This was not the McDonald’s experience that I had come to cherish. This was a culinary misstep, a horror of horrors that unfolded with each regrettable bite. I urge McDonald’s to heed this tale of woe and steer back to the path of deliciousness that has charmed millions. Let not the ‘Sus Burger’ be the downfall of a beloved institution.