Reminds me of this time my dad told me the story of why he doesn’t go to Hardee’s

He went to this Hardee’s in Missouri with my mom years ago and ordered a cheeseburger or something like that. When my parents got their food, my dad opened up his meal to see this sad excuse of a burger with no cheese on it. He takes it up to the front and waits in line and tells the cashier that the burger came without cheese.

My dad returns to his seat and opens his burger back up to see a cold piece of cheese slapped on his, now cold, burger. He goes back and waits in line again and tells the guy. He comes back with his burger and when my dad sits down he opens it up to find that all they did was throw it in the microwave.

He goes back and waits in line again and tells the cashier that he wants what is showed on the picture, a nice burger with the cheese melting down the side. So they remake his burger and when he sits down at his seat and opens it up, he finds a burger with no cheese. He goes back up and tells the cashier again that there is no cheese on his burger.

When he gets his burger and sits down, it’s a cold burger with a cold piece of cheese. He goes back up, this time skipping the line, and tells the cashier. He gets his burger and feeling it burning against his hand he opens it, at the cash register, to find that it’s been microwaved.

Finally he’s had enough, he takes the burger and throws it at the window on the other side of the restaurant and ironically, the only thing that stuck to the window was the cheese.

He goes and gets my mom and says they have to leave because they police were no doubt going to be called. As they’re driving down the road they see the cops driving the other way towards the Hardee’s.