This actually happened to me when I worked at McDonald’s. Guy wanted a toy for boys. I listed all the stuff we had and asked to pick. None of the toys were really gendered at all. He kept insisting that I should just pick a toy for boys.
Yes sir. A toy for boys. Are we speaking of a genderfluid boy maybe or an honest god-fearing, completely heteronormative boy - no shame in that, sir, it’s not your fault.
“Bless your little heart sir. I know it’s not easy choosing the “boy toy” when one isn’t pink. But I need to reach deep down into those man genes and deduce which one is the boy toy. If you choose poorly then you and your kids are super gay now. Dems da rules sir!.”
Well obviously the boy toys are the ones I use my penis to play with.
I know entire places where thirsty people would offer to be boy toys, but something tells me they’d change their minds instantly upon seeing them.
I’d be a great boy toy ;) One at a time please, ladies.
Would you like the Fashion Police Annihilator Pistol or the Commando Laser Hairbrush?
Damn, that’s a tough choice. Gimme an extra happy meal and both.
Does it have to be fashion police or can it annihilate anyone?
It can annihilate any kind of police
As the holder, you get to decide what is a fashion crime.
Tasteful suit? Annihilation. Sandals & socks? not a problem.deleted by creator
Sandals & socks? not a problem.
Phew! I’m safe for now.
Yes
I dont geht it… Why did she have Herr the Barbie? (Me remembering clearly playing with my sisters barbie dolls)
Some will see this and think this is a sign of progress, that we are transitioning into a society where your genitals don’t determine what toys you get to play with. Others will look at this and think the world is slipping in anarchy and moral decay.
Some of those “morals” need to decay.
I wish they just didn’t give out crappy plastic toys at all.
The third group of us secretly want both toys
The rest of know it doesn’t matter, the toy will be broken or lost in the car by the next block!
I don’t think that’s a third group. I think it’s a subset of the first one.
There was moral outrage when faster, cheaper printing presses were invented because they were worried people wouldn’t learn or memorize anything anymore if they could just write it down & it made literacy accessible to the common person.
There was a moral panic in the 19th century where people were outraged that young girls from good families kept reading novels. They said it would lead to social self-isolation and bookishness and distract from apropriate activities like knitting, socialising, looking pretty and smiling.
And young women were thought to be largely unable to discern fact from fiction and hold their gentlemen callers to the same standards as the men in their novels. And you know, women having standards… the 18th century couldn’t have that.
Jokes on them, both men and women now isolate themselves thanks to C.AI (=
I’m glad I wasn’t sober when someone incidentally compared happy meal toys to the invention of movable type.
anarchy and moral decay can’t happen at the same time
This triggers a memory!
Once when I was a kid, I went with a friend to McDonalds while they were doing some Disney promotion or another. We got the “girl or boy toy with your happy meal?” question. We were both girls so we automatically answered “girl toy.” After eating we looked and saw that we both had Jasmine from Aladdin, and if we had said “one of each please” we would have had both Aladdin and Jasmine, which would have been a lot more fun to play with while we waited for our parents to wrap up whatever they were doing. So we decided that next time we would ask for one of each. Well the next time was toward the end of the promotion and all they had left were the girl toys, meaning we ended up with four Jasmine figurines.
I can feel the lingering pain you still carry about having these 4 useless Jasmine and not a single Aladdin when reading this.
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neither of them are boys. One is a doll the other is a toy car.
Oh a boy**'s** toy? Well both if them belong to the company until you choose. I dont think the company is a boy or a girl, and i think most of our shareholders are adults
I love that lol
So… give them a Ken? Lol
Kid in the back seat playing with a pair of Barbies
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I used to fuck around like this all the time when I worked a fast food drive thru
When I worked at Taco Bell as a teenager our headset was on the same frequency as the burger king across the street. We could hide out in their parking lot and fuck with their customers. We did that a lot.
Same. Same in call centres too. Did some fun stuff like getting colleagues to say a word you have to work into the next call like “spoon” which is easy with a little “good afterspoon”. Or doing dumb shit like pretending we had Tourette’s.
Damn that’s hilarious- I wish I knew about that game when I worked at a call center!
My favorite when I worked drive thru was pretending to be a robot/prerecorded message. I’d put on my announcer voice- like Stamets level shit- to greet them, and then say “to place an order, press 1” but there was no keypad, so they would just say “uh…one?” And then I’d be like “para español, marque dos”
that’s fuckin hilarious!
That’s so funny
I always cheated at that one and pretended someone had asked me a question next to me. Or that I had misheard them.
“Oh yeah you can have my spoon sorry about that it’s crazy here anyway…”
Or “I’m sorry WHAT about a dragonfly?”
My favorite was finding new ways to accuse chiropractors of fraud.
“Oh yeah it looks like you had the wrong diagnosis code in there, see this is for kidney failure. Haha I know you’re just a chiropractor and you’re not trying to treat the kidneys DOCTOR.” Really lay it on thick with the doctor, because if the chiropractor is calling himself he’s almost guaranteed to be one of the pricks that insists he’s a real doctor and not a street magician with a degree.
I want to know more. Sounds hilarious.
My favorite was pretending to be a robot/prerecorded message. I’d put on my announcer voice to greet them, and then say “to place an order, press 1” but there was no keypad, so they would just say “uh…one?” And then I’d be like “para español, marque dos”
I would be super petty when Midwestern transplants would butcher the word “quesadilla” as “cassadila” by responding “sorry, a what? Oh, a quesadilla, okay” which got really funny (to me) when they would order several different kinds of quesadilla and I would do the same schtick every time within a span of 2 minutes
This was before I got woke, so sometimes I would put on an Indian accent and act like I was taking their order from an overseas call center
I used to fuck around in all sorts of ways there: putting a sign on the drive-thru menu telling people to yell bc the mic was damaged; not turning on the lights at night so people thought we were closed;
My favorite thing though was doing customer surveys (which would get printed and pinned in the back) and leaving insane reviews- like one went on and on about how the cashier was sooo hot, and then at the end mentioned he reminds me of my dad (that employee was a babyfaced teen which made it extra bizarre)
Omg, this has me cracking up.
Nothing ever happens
Makes me think of that “aceggot” story
However, this assumes that the customer knows what the brand names “Barbie” and “Hot Wheels” stand for. Perhaps she just had to bring such a menu of toys to a boy and didn’t have the cultural knowledge behind the terms. It would have been helpful: A doll or a toy car?
Lemmy wants a toy bicycle because fuck cars also will it run Arch?
Fucking no. Any customer at a fast food drive-through for their kid knows what a fucking Barbie and Hot Wheels are, that is some stupid fucking mental gymnastic bullshit levels of pandering.
Pshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhk “ Candy bar closed in 10 minutes” Pshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhk
My favourite thing today.
