Tuesday, December 4, 2007

McDonalds Cheesy Pick up Line

This was certainly a first for me.

I went to the McDonalds today and arrived at the wrong time. The drive-thru queue was close to a km long, so I decided to park and go inside quickly. I was going to just eat the burger in my car, but decided I'd sit down there.

So there I am, stuffing the McChicken in my mouth, mayo dripping from the corners of my mouth and acting as if I hadn't seen food in days (I didn't realise how hungry I was) when this man came to my table and promptly sat down.My irritation flared up.

He only had one of the "tall, dark and handsome" traits. He was dark. He also had an accent that could have been Italian or Portuguese, maybe even Greek.

I instantly nick named him Pest-o.

Pest-o: "Hello there. If I could ask, you are not from South Africa, yes?"

Me: "I am, yes."

Pest-o: "Ah, but from where?"

Me: "Joburg."

Pest-o: "Interesting. You are not like other girls. You are, far more beautiful."

Me (wiping away mayo from mouth): "Thank you."

Pest-o: "Could I have your number, so that maybe we can talk."

Me: "No, I'm sorry. I'm engaged."

Pest-o: "But you have no ring."


Me: "It's um... ah... being sized."

Pest-o gave one of those smiles. I promise I'm not making this up. A gold tooth glared back at me and if it could have that little "triiing" shiny sound (like in the cheesy movies), there would have been a flash and a triiing.

Cringe factor.

He slinked away and I lost my appetite. Good thing I suppose, because McDonalds is not on my diet (unfortunately.)

I entertained the thought for a while. Guys always think that they should receive Noddy Badges for growing a pair and coming up to talk to girls , but there is a time and a place. Seriously.

Let's just say I gave him my number, he called, we decided to meet, the first date turned into a second or 5th, we have a long relationship and we get married. What would we tell people/our children/grandchildren?"Oh, you know, we met at McDonalds. It was really romantic. He sat down and asked me if I was from SA, while my mouth was crammed with McChicken."CLASSY! Um, I think not.


Ruby said...

I think that there is a guy like that at every single MacDonalds!!! the same thing happened to me the other day...how odd!

The Blonde Blogshell said...

Awful huh? So classy, I mean creepy :-) Thanks for popping by Ruby!!