“What’s the holdup? It’s McDonald’s! The menu doesn’t change.” Jeff hates it when someone “gums up the works” having a conversation when ordering at the drive-through. I am that person.
I next-to-never go to McDonald’s, but Carter made a rare special request. There was a false start or two.
“What’s the fewest number of chicken nuggets I can order?”
“Six.”
But wait. The actual answer turns out to be “four”—when ordered with small fries and a drink. Best of all, the drink can be a kid’s shake. Who knew? Not me without asking. (I didn’t mention the second ”kid’s” shake was for me.)
