Seeing as my partner had already ordered and was about to pay, I made my way to the restrooms past a tall African-American gentleman sitting in a booth, while in another table a woman was texting on her phone. I could never have predicted what happened next.
Bathroom Bouncer: You, hey, what do you think you’re doing?
Me: I was hoping to use the bathroom…
BB: Well you can’t. You got a receipt?
This is when I notice that the guy is not some weirdo trying to start a conversation, but a rent-a-cop hired to keep the bathroom safe from tiny bladders like mine.
Me: Not on me, my boyfriend is paying as we speak (as I point to the suited up individual at the register, who turns, smiles and continues to talk to the woman at the counter).
BB: Well YOU can’t go. You don’t have a receipt yet. So you can’t!
Me: Um ok, I mean he’s paying right now…
Cashier: Yes, she’s with him, let her go.
BB: Well I don’t give a shit, I’m not gonna let you go anywhere. AND DON’T YOU LISTEN TO ANYONE ELSE, I SAY WHAT GOES!You can read more on Chele's blog. The Adams Morgan McDonald's has pay toilets, so one wonders why they'd need a bathroom bouncer anyway. Perhaps the pay mechanism was broken.
Before you pop by that McDonald's you might want to read some of the reviews on Yelp (yes people review McDonald's) that report: "Service was awful - rude and condescending," "Service is painfully slow and rude," and "On three different occasions I've seen a fight between two employees."
Lovely.
