Big news lately about some guy filing a lawsuit against McDonald’s — a class action suit, no less — because he didn’t get cheese in his cheese sticks.
Seriously? There’s just so much wrong with that concept. I mean, I get that he was disappointed. Life sometimes doesn’t give you what you expected or deserved. But I bet if he’d gotten out of his car and gone into McDonald’s — any McDonald’s — they would have (a) given him another bag of cholesterol-laden fried cheese AND (b) given him his money back. Likely he would have also gotten (c) a coupon for some other free thing.
But no, far easier to find and pay for an attorney to sue them for, what, personal and emotional distress? Are we so addicted to fried cheese that we are devastated if the fried batter is empty?
I don’t mean to be unsympathetic, but honestly we are just lawsuit happy. It’s crazy. I mean who hasn’t been disappointed by a food order in a fast food place (or even a nice place)?
Just the other day I bought a name brand chicken pot pie. I usually make my own pot pie — it’s a personal favorite of mine — but I like to have a few frozen ones on hand for emergencies. (If you don’t have a pot pie emergency now and then, then you have no stress — or you have a different food you turn to in those situations). Now my personal chicken pot pie has the three basic ingredients — chicken, gravy and crust. Hence the name. I throw in a few peas now and then to pretend it’s healthy. But it’s chicken pot pie.
So anyway, I had a coupon and bought a wildly expensive, large chicken pot pie. And guess what? I was disappointed.
Just that like guy at McDonalds — who paid for cheese sticks and got only sticks. I bought a chicken pot pie that should have been named a carrot, broccoli and red pepper pot pie. There was barely any gravy at all and not a lot of chicken.
I realize that it’s customary to add some fillers and carrots seem to be a go-to filler (second only to celery). Both of these are nasty, in my opinion, and so I picked out all the carrots. I ate the broccoli and couldn’t avoid the red pepper as it was diced in such tiny pieces. But it must have been at least a half a pepper.
Basically, after I added a can of chicken, some thrown-together sauce made of milk, butter and flour and some salt, and some extra butter, it was edible. The pie part (crust) was actually pretty good.
I was disappointed, but I’m not going to sue anybody over it. I put on my big girl pants and dealt with it. In the grand scheme of things, it’s just not that important. Be disappointed, sure. Complain to the manager. Give them a negative survey if you must.
Just don’t file a lawsuit. That’s just silly.
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Sue is a retired public servant who volunteers at a local elementary school and Hospice and keeps busy taking care of house, husband, son, and pets. She lives just outside of Troy, Ohio.