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| - Needless to say, it didn't matter, as she never offered us the chance to order anything before rushing back to her ongoing conversation. Even worse than being essentially refused service & being forced to navigate through the screaming chaos on our own, the horribly rude woman that I wanted to punch in the face because she couldn't be bothered with us nor give us the quickest of explanations of the operation in order for us to fully enjoy ourselves, like, say, how does one order food if she wasn't going to help us, which, BTW, is exactly why I bring our own yummy stuff everywhere, but the absolute worse part was that she ended up being the most polite person there in comparison to the overly judging parents & their monstrous bully brats that I had to keep protecting princess from. Of course, with such a classless operator "running" things, what did I expect?
Needless to say, I'll be going to the far cleaner, better organized & by far, more welcoming McDonald's playground from now on, for at least another year or so. Maybe I'll check back in down the road, when Cassie can truly fend for herself & hopefully this place will be under new management by then...
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