Experience at a Fast Food Place - Most of you will relate

As an indecisive mind is analyzing the available "food" options for lunch, there - not even three feet away from her, behind the counter is the sizzling sound of the precooked french fries being lowered into the boiling oil. The pressure is on now that it seems to be her turn to order as she is greeted by a uniformed adolescent with a hair net. She hurries to try to gather her thoughts as she sees behind the counter humans turned into machines as they try to deliver the food quicker than their bodies can... it is a rushed environment. As much as she wanted to avoid ordering the same "meal", as usual she blurted out, "Can I have a number 2 with a small vanilla shake?". The machine quickly takes her money, gives her back the change and goes on turbo. It fills the cup with the shake and quickly packs a paper bag, of fries, the shake and two cheeseburgers. It then yells, "Next!" and in less than five minutes the girl has what she calls lunch. She grabs a bunch of ketchup packets, napkins and a straw...things that are available to the consumer in abundance. She then sits on a cold plastic bench, puts her heavy bags down, rips the paper bag and grabs the cheeseburger first. Through the wrapper she feels the sesame seeds. She removes the wrapper and begins to dig in. Luckily the change she kept from her meal today will suffice for another meal here tomorrow. McDonald's must be happy.