I haven’t really eaten fast food in years, but a few months ago I was sort of forced to get lunch at a Burger King because it was the only place around. It (a Whopper and onion rings) was actually pretty tasty, a lot better than what I was expecting. But I just felt so physically bad after eating it, like I just wanted to lay down somewhere and die. Maybe it was all the salt, I dunno. When you combine this with the insane prices, it’s a just a mystery why anyone would eat this shit regularly.
I used to accept the fat and sick part because of the price. Now it costs just as much to eat at a whole ass sit-down restaurant, why the hell would I go there?
In 2020 I was moving into my house. Late night moving, 3am, I needed food. There’s a McDs across the street. A’ight. Gonna have to happen. Get the shitty little cheeseburgers that’s always been a dollar… no wait, they’re not on the dollar menu… actually there’s no dollar menu… fuck it… there’s the meal for them.
The two shitty cheeseburgers, small fries, small drink, over $8 plus tax.
Also their food fucking sucks and makes you fat and sick
I haven’t really eaten fast food in years, but a few months ago I was sort of forced to get lunch at a Burger King because it was the only place around. It (a Whopper and onion rings) was actually pretty tasty, a lot better than what I was expecting. But I just felt so physically bad after eating it, like I just wanted to lay down somewhere and die. Maybe it was all the salt, I dunno. When you combine this with the insane prices, it’s a just a mystery why anyone would eat this shit regularly.
why does anybody become addicts? To escape from the stress of things they don’t want to confront.
And living in many urban USA areas just seems like a baseline stressful experience.
I used to accept the fat and sick part because of the price. Now it costs just as much to eat at a whole ass sit-down restaurant, why the hell would I go there?
And they doubled the price in the past 10 years
In 2020 I was moving into my house. Late night moving, 3am, I needed food. There’s a McDs across the street. A’ight. Gonna have to happen. Get the shitty little cheeseburgers that’s always been a dollar… no wait, they’re not on the dollar menu… actually there’s no dollar menu… fuck it… there’s the meal for them.
The two shitty cheeseburgers, small fries, small drink, over $8 plus tax.
I’ve never been back to one since.
It’s mostly this one.