It is to the credit of the wealthy middle class of Melbourne that McDonalds and places like Gloria Jeans and Starbucks failed in the salubrious suburbs like Camberwell and Malvern. It may well have only come about from snobbery, but it is a good result. Just a hundred metres away from The Highrise, Gloria Jeans has closed down, replaced by what I think is a local chain cafe. We have been to the new place a few times and rather like it.
But Andrew Highriser cannot forget his ever so common roots and had a hungering for McDonalds last Saturday morning. Instead of our usual brunch cafe choices, we visited McDonalds in Chapel Street for breakfast. R was in the past impressed by Little Jo's tech skills with ordering food on Maccas electric menu. Away R went, trying to emulate Little Jo's quick touch screen skills that concludes with Little Jo saying, I need your card to pay. He failed to see the note that said, printer not working, note you order number. By the time it came up on the screen that there was a problem, it was too late to see his order number.
C'mon, 'fess up, most of you would have seen the inside of a bustling Maccas. This store was almost empty of customers with only two staff behind the counter. Nevertheless, two customers were patiently waiting for their ordered food for quite a time. R paid out on the staff member over the failed machine. While he was doing so, I ordered my food on the other electric machine that did a have a working printer. I chose the same as R, including some kind of burger I had not heard of before. R was now trying to order over the counter the same meal for himself as I was having, except I know full well about McDonalds coffee and so I chose orange juice.
R was stressed, confused and bewildered and stepped back from the counter. I stepped in with my receipt. Sorry, that meal is not available until the 2nd of December, which raises the question as to why it was a valid selection on the electric menu selection system.
We then went the old fashioned method and ordered over the counter. We waited and waited for our meals, the longest wait I have ever had in McDonalds. The meals eventually arrived and the apologetic staff member had slipped in an extra hash brown each for us. I feel bad about eating one very unhealthy single hash brown, let alone two, but I did eat both. I suppose we had been the store less than half an hour, but not much less. We are in and out our usual Saturday morning cafes quicker than that, well no longer really. I can't see the store lasting much longer. Maybe it survives by being in a late night entertainment area and stays open very late.