Growing up I don’t recall eating out much but not because
I didn’t want to but because it was just something my parents could not afford
to do on a regular basis. I was just like any other kid drawn into the
television ads so whenever I was able to eat fast food it felt like I was
receiving a huge gift. I had the privilege of eating out about once every two
months. Although, I was getting the fast food, it’s not to say I was getting
what I wanted as a kid. For example a kid’s meals with the toy since those
things were much overpriced. As I got older and my parents became a little more
financially independent I did notice the amount of times we ate out had grown
from once every two months to twice a month at the most. As a kid, when we ate
out, it was usually McDonald's and as I got older the list grew from Dominoes
Pizza to Burger King. When I got into my teens we ate out even more. My mom
just seemed to not want to cook as much. Then when I turned 16 I started
working at Subway so I ate there a lot and due to having my own money I was
able to control how many times I chose to eat out. From the time I turned 16
until I turned 17 I encountered 3 very disgusting experiences while eating out
at fast food restaurants.
Encounter #1: While biting into a burger at McDonald's I
bit into a little white rock of some sort. The whole idea of biting into
something that should be 100% ground beef but also biting something hard that
felt like a pebble ruined my appetite.
Encounter #2: I ordered some chili cheese fries from
Tommy’s Burger and it was honestly like I had ordered a hair ball on the side.
I stuck my fork in and pulled out over 5 strands of thick long black hair.
Encounter #3: I ordered a western bacon cheeseburger from
Carl’s Jr. but when I got home I realized it was extremely cold. I didn’t want
to go back and complain over the cold food so I thought I would heat it up.
When I went to pull the patty out it had some grey gooey stuff all over it. I’m
sure it was probably just cold fat but it was so unappealing to me that I just
couldn’t bite into it.
