On sunday I took TheBaby (tm) to Macy’s Petacular, to see the dogs dressed like Liberace, and the horrendous Disney product placement.
We saw the Smurfs, the Energizer Bunny, Broadway’s Johnny Tartaglia of Avenue Q, and now in Shrek! The Musical (but he was also the star of the now defunct Johnny and the Sprites on the Disney Channel; also, he was the Elmo understudy on Sesame Street).
When it was time for lunch, TheBaby (tm) wanted, surprise, surprise, chicken nuggets. After an unsuccessful 10 minute wait at Chez MacDo, behind 75 french teenagers, we decamped to Burger King.
This was a poor move on several fronts. I haven’t had fast food in a very very long time. We’re talking YEARS. After a very long wait, we got our food. It was meh/ borderline yuk, The service, as I may have indicated with the long wait, was terrible.
But the kicker was the music being played at Burger King. All of it horribly inappropriate, and all of it extremely vulgar. So I won’t go into details, but here’s an example of an actual song played at the Burger King on 5th Ave at 32nd Street:
Luke -I Wanna Rock (Doo Doo Brown)
I won’t even link to the You Tube vid because it’s that dirty. Look it up yourself.
So I decide I’m going to mention to the manager that the music is extremely vulgar. Certainly not what I expect in a family dining establishment.
And the employees of said Burger King looked at me as though I was the person in the wrong. And cursed at me under their breath.
Dude, I don’t care what you do at home. Hell, I even like crunk and booty music in a minor, train wreck kind of way. But that music at noon on a Sunday in a fast food establishment down the street from one of the biggest tourist spots in the world (Empire State Building) SHOULD NOT be cranking the booty music like we’re at Easy E’s house party.
Go ahead, call me a fuddy duddy.
