So I guess I am addicted to blogging too

Hi! I just had an experience that I thought, I need to go home and blog about that. I was taking Jason half way to meet his dad (my mom agreed to watch Joshua so he would not fall asleep in car and be up until midnight again.) Anyway, we went to McDonald's for dinner (forget that I can't afford to eat out or that McDonald's is so bad for us) but I ordered a $1.00 cheeseburger and asked for extra pickle. I love their pickles. Well, I checked and it had 1 pickle on it (Jason pointed out that it was a large pickle), so I asked the cashier how many pickles do they usually come with. She said she did not know and she was not nice. I am sorry I bothered her. I guess I feel if I am paying, even if it's only a dollar I should have it my way. Wait's that Burger King's slogan, but I've also not had it my way there as well. I feel like the stores and restaurants don't care about my business any more and are not accommodating or polite. What happened to customer service? Am I crazy (well, I know I am, but about this?)
Is this a reminder that I do not need to be spending my money on fast food or putting it into my or my kid's bodies? (I forget how sick I was 2 weeks ago on KFC.)
I think I will write a letter to McDonald's, I wonder how far that will get me.
I know it's just a pickle to two that was missing, but it's more than that to me. It's about kindness and decency, about customers rights and... OK it's really just about the pickle. I LOVE PICKLES. -Becky