Wow, sometimes I even surprise myself

Today has been a pretty good day- if you dont count the times Ryan has kicked my belly button when I lift him up. That really stinks. But...I have had enough of being locked up in this house, so ready or not- I took the boys to the park today. We went to a new one that they havent been to yet and they loved it. It was nice to have a change of scenery for me too! Then after that, I thought this would be a nice day to do our special once a week eat out for lunch day (this is new - hopefully it works). So I bring them to (YUCK) McDonalds. I am so sick of that crappy food, but its what they wanted so I went with it. I ordered 3 happy meals for the kids- all chicken nuggets, and then something for myself. I went and got my pop, and on my way back with the tray of food and pop, I stopped back at the counter to ask for bbq sauce for the nuggets. There were no other customers there, and about 5 girls waiting for someone to show up. The "swing manager" is the one who took our order, and the one who gave me ONE little container of bbq sauce. I looked at her and said we needed 3. She gave me the dirtiest look and said that they charge for them. Wtf?? I looked at her and asked her if she was serious and she just shook her head like a snotty little brat who felt like she was powerful to be in managment at McD's. I said "well forget it- I cant bring ONE back for my 3 kids to share. I dont want it then", and I tossed it off the tray and back on the counter.  As I walked away I was so mad and said that I thought that was ridiculous. Then one of the other girls came over with 3 bbq sauces and said that girl was just being "weird". She asked if I had ordered 3 nuggets, and I said "yes, I paid for 3 chicken nugget happy meals."  This girl just shook her head at the snot behind the counter. Really, I dont know why it made me so mad- but the rudeness just got to me. So, out of no where, I gave the rude beotch of taste of her own attitude. Normally I wouldnt even care- but today...I dont know. I can blame it on the surgery...like I do with everything else. But I dont really think that is why. Just the inner bitch in me??? I dont know. I was nice when I ordered the food, I was nice when I asked for the bbq sauce, and I was nice to the girl who brought back the sauce for the boys. But that little hooch behind the counter- once she got snotty- I couldnt be nice to her. This is why I hate eating out. I love not doing dishes, but then you have to deal with rudeness from the people who are bitter about their jobs and dont like the work. Ok.. enough of that. Now hopefully I can get some laundry or dishes done :)