My Own Little Mustardgate

My First Mother's Day Experience

Little did I know that on Mother's Day, James would prove himself to be my knight in cargo pants and Skechers. Because we were out of milk and a couple other items, we decided to go to McDonald's for lunch. I order the grilled chicken club combo.
After getting to my seat, I realized I'd forgotten to ask for some honey mustard sauce. So I went up the counter and asked the guy (who looks like he's a team leader or something) if I could have a honey mustard. He asked me what I'd ordered and I told him.

Dumb McD's guy: "Oh, it doesn't come with it, so I'm going to have to charge you for the sauce."

Me: "What? I come here all the time and have never been charged for the sauce!"

Dumb McD's guy:"Well, ma'am, it's for the chicken nuggets, and the sauce doesn't go with what you ordered."

Me: "But I get this all the time and have never been charged for the sauce before."

Me: "Forget it!" I huffed and walked away in amazed anger.

The guy became very defensive and repeated that my sandwich already has its own sauce on it, and so if I want more he'll have to charge me for it.

(Let me just add that I often go to this very same McD's, get the McChicken and honey mustard and have NEVER been charged for it. In fact, I'm sometimes given more than one.)

Naturally, this upset me to no end. Now, I've never had an irrational or outwardly emotional outbreak since I've gotten pregnant. On the contrary, my pregnancy has been pretty smooth sailing hormone-wise. But as I sat down at the booth today and told James what had happened, I found myself getting teary-eyed! I was on the verge of an emotional breakdown over a tub of honey mustard?

I picked up the bun of my sandwich and saw the big glob of mayo right in the center and my anger flared up again. I took my sandwich to the counter and said in a very controlled voice,

"Please, may I have a honey mustard?"

The guy put it on the counter and said,

"It doesn't go with what you ordered."

I grabbed the tub and snapped back,

"Exactly! That's why I wanted one!"

As I walked away with my prize, the guy yelled,

"But I'm going to have to charge you for it!"