Given the news reports about traces of faecal matter being detected on those touchscreens, I think we should consider ourselves lucky.
We reach the end of our 12 Borks of Christmas today and, really, there is only one place to end: where it all began, with an unhappy touchscreen at McDonald's. Spotted by a Register reader in California, the self-service kiosk is normally a place where customers can jab a screen before lining up to receive whatever fried …
So wait a minute, it's better to crowd together at a register for 3 to 4 times longer, instead? What?
The kiosks forced employees to bring the bags to a table, so they were hated.
They were the only reason I went to McD's, because the only time I get my order correct is when I type it in myself (and this includes Wendy's, Burger King, Taco Bell, Arby's, and other such monstrosities) and McD's was the only place with working self-order kiosks.
Apparently "add extra onion" is a feat beyond human comprehension at the register.
Anyway, it's been a really cool series, and thank you all for bringing a smile to my face (where it felt really out of place) multiple times