Saturday, April 18, 2020

There Must Be More to Life Than Scoring Free Coffee from the Streatorland McDonald's

Saturday April 18, 2020 at 11:20 AM
McDonald's
Streator, Illinois

I'm running a small racket on McDonald's. I prefer to use Curbside pickup for my daily large coffee costing only a dollar and six cents. It's a daily deal on the application. The restaurant has a long line at the two lane drive through. I could order at the drive through but the app lets me pay with a card easily. I have a card registered in the app. The app hits the card and what could be easier? Plus, I hate the idea of the engine idling as I wait to pay and receive my food.

The restaurant has limited staffing. Bringing out one coffee to one car can't be cost effective. Twice in a row, the app has shown that the coffee was delivered. Yet, I kept to my car and waited at Curbside pickup slot three. No coffee showed up at my window. When I see the app status switch to delivered, I wait five minutes and join the drive-through line. I explain through the intercom, "Hi, I ordered through the app and I didn't get my coffee".

The voice apologizes and asks me to come around to the first window. A team member serves me a coffee. Then I am issued a refund for a dollar and seventy-five cents. This means a free coffee, a full refund and a seventy cents profit for my trouble. I could say that I used a deal and paid only one dollar and six cents. That admission would only complicate the resolution. So I take the coffee, take the money, drive on my way.

I drove up today feeling guilty. I knew that the chances were high for a free coffee and free money to boot. All I had to do was order the deal for any size coffee for ninety nine cents plus tax. Wait until the order went undelivered and then collect a free coffee plus the generous refund. I felt anguish.

Thus, I added two hot apple pies to the order. That raised the value of the order. A manager in a fine, starched blue button down came to my window with a brown bag and a yellow cup of tall coffee. I felt I had avoided a third time of the free coffee outcome and enjoyed a tidy, midday snack.

Earlier today, I watched a video on the power of visualization. Many people do not believe in visualization because they have yet to experience the power of seeing with the mind's eye. The teacher gave one good question to ask these people. "Do you feel anxiety"? Most people feel anxiety. Anxiety proves an ability to visualize because usually anxiety is caused by an imagined scene in the mind, even if the scene happens below consciousness.

I'll have to watch the video once more to see how the anxious can bring the worrisome scene to light. Maybe it's better to replace the worrisome scene with a happier scene, replacing the anxiety with an experience of joy? Why dwell on a scene that makes one anxious?

I'm glad I can visualize. I find myself reliving pleasant moments I would love to live again in space and time. I remember the day we took Will and Ian, mom and dad out to the Renaissance Fair for your birthday party. Ian of course slipped away from us and we had to go find him. It was his schtick. You exclaimed, "This is the worst birthday party ever!" And we kept looking. I kept a stiff upper lip. How would I explain to my brother Ed that I had lost his youngest son?

He showed up at the lost and found near the front entrance. He smiled beamishly from his perch, sitting on the counter top. I picked him up and set him down on the ground. You cheered, “This is the best birthday ever!”

We set off for another showing of the Bob the Skeleton show. The puppeteer who made Ded Bob the Skeleton dance and talk trained us to chant in unison, "I've been Bobmotized!" To be frank, I imagine I still am Bobmotized, hypnotized to remember vividly the skeletal Ded Bob..

Image borrowed from the online home of Ded Bob
http://www.dedbob.com/


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