The Revolution Will Not Be Served with Fries
ShortStory 4,686 words Recommended by 1 award/anthology source
"At least when I tell the fucking machine I don’t want pickles, it remembers that I don’t want pickles. Now, what goes on behind the counter is another story. They hire people who can barely read. But at least I’m trusting my order to something intelligent.” The man was talking into his phone, but the four people working in the kitchen could hear him."
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