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Scary McDonalds, Oxford Street 19/10/03
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From: Mimi
Category: Other stuff
Date: 19 October 2003

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On a rare trip into town, I went into a mini McDonalds, squashed in between Dolcis and some other high street chain. Somehow I had been far too eager to get into town and beat the rush, none of the shops opened until at least half nine and there I was, too bored, too poor and too early in the morning to make any other decision and so found myself in the arms of the golden arches yet again. The usual early morning Maccy misfits - businessman looking through notes, tourist kids munching and a couple of lonely only's like me. They seem to have tried to make the downstairs bit into a proper cafe, either that or they have joined forces with another business, there is a bit which looks remotely like a place you can get a decent coffee but instead I opt for the breakfast set meal and go upstairs. Into a McDonalds "lounge". "lounge" conjures up images of comfy chairs, though this is all pretend, the attempt at comfy being plastic furniture moulded in the shape of sofas and designer chairs, brash and colourful ,cold and hygenic. The senses are overwhelmed, a huge screen showing nudie rap videos interspersed with McFlurry adverts, the deafening sound competing with the downstairs tracks which are for some reason different to the music above. My mouth moves and chomps in time to the beats, mesmerised by the screen one cannot taste the blandness of the food or the fact that I am eating at the speed of the music, defeats the object, whole point was to kill time and now I am wolfing down the plastic chairs are cold and sticky and the internet is 1 for half hour and I cannot help but feel like an alien cos this is me in the utopian world that is MaccyD's which is plastic and clean and loud and colourful but hey you don't have to talk to anyone, a new depth of being for everyone i could be anyone anywhere instead am no one nowhere and this is the 21st Century where am i...?

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