Ice bucket challenge

Most everyone with some tie to society has seen and heard of the ALS Association’s meme of the ice water challenge to raise funds and awareness for Lou Gehrig’s disease.

Many people across our country and beyond have gladly taken on the challenge when called out by someone else. We have laughed. We have screamed. And we have passed the torch to someone else. Yes I did this too. You can see mine here.

It has worked. It is estimated that 41 million dollars has been raised to help research this horrible disease to hopefully find a drug that can fight it and help those suffering with it.

Now…enter the naysayers.

It didn’t take long for the critics to start popping up on Facebook.

How dare you waste precious water by pouring it over your head! Americans are so wasteful! I’m so offended by your actions – don’t you know there are children dying of thirst in Africa?! I am so offended – HELLOOOO, we are in a drought situation over here and I have to save my bath water just to keep my plants alive!

And then there are the photos presented to drive the naysayers point straight like a punch in the stomach. The one I saw yesterday showed a photo of a large group of people pouring buckets of water over their heads. The second photo showed a relief worker from a third world country holding a small bowl of water for a child to drink.

How dare you take part in this wasteful american privilege stunt – you are so wrong to do that and you are a spoiled, mean person.

Listen…there will always be someone, somewhere, who is in a situation that is bad. There will always be someone, somewhere, who is hungry, thirsty, poor, has no shoes, or no shelter.

There will always be someone.

And yes it is heart wrenching. But if the world stopped doing positive things to raise money or help someone, so as not to offend someone else, nothing good would ever be done.

There are times when being politically correct is warranted. But there are other times when being politically correct doesn’t apply to the situation. This is one of those times.

If I was told that I could make the choice to either pour that bucket of water on my head, or mail it to a child in need – guess what I would have done? But guess what? I can’t mail water to Africa. Yes, Americans are pouring ice water over their heads. Thankfully, we are not a famine nation. We have the natural resources to do that. And we should not be made to feel ashamed because other people may not have ample supply.

Where does this stop?

I will tell you where it needs to stop. It needs to stop with people criticizing the ones who have joined in this meme. Those quick to criticize need to step away from their keyboard and gather their thoughts to hopefully put them in priority. $41 million dollars would not be there for ALS had this challenge not had its domino effect across the country.

I think that is quite impressive. And good. And a positive thing.

Don’t you?

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I’m standing in the line at McDonald’s quickly scanning the picture menu up on the wall. I scan and stop at my favorite. The quarter pounder bacon and cheese. It gets me every time.

MC burger

Between standing in line with four children barking out questions (“What’s the Happy Meal toy today, Mommy?!)  and brushing elbows with the people before me who are standing off to the side waiting on their number to be called, I try to make my ordering process as painless as possible. For me and the new trainee, who by the way I would like to add – great choice McDonalds in Kernersville! This guy was so sweet and adorable. And tall.

Now the reason I am writing about this, is because the same thing happened to me at another McDonalds just 2 weeks ago in another town closer to my home.

Two weeks ago, when I ordered my quarter pounder with cheese, I said this exactly. “Instead of the mustard and ketchup can you make it with mayonnaise?”

“No ketchup and mustard? You want it plain?”

“No, I want everything on it that comes on it; I want the lettuce, bacon, onions, and cheese, but instead of the mustard and ketchup, I want mayonnaise.”

I watched as the cashier tapped the cash register so it would know how to make my burger.

M i n u s   k e t c h u p…m i n u s   m  u s t a r d… a d d    m a y o n n a i s e….

I got my order and went with the kids to sit down. After getting everyone’s food spread out, chocolate milks open, straws, napkins, and ketchup from the condiment bar, and Happy Meal toys unwrapped, I  opened my own food.

My burger only had mayonnaise on it.

No lettuce. No pickles. No onions.  Just mayonnaise. I ate it anyway because it wasn’t worth the hassle to go back up there.

Fast forward to yesterday. When talking with the super sweet over-achiever trainee, (who by  the way was more interested in making sure my kids all got the Happy Meal toy they wanted than worrying about the long line of people behind us) I again said I wanted this burger made with mayonnaise instead of mustard and ketchup, emphasizing the words (instead of) as I spoke.

I watched the little customer view window on the back of the register  – Tap tap tap…. m i n u s   m u s  t a  r d…m i n u s   k e t c h u p…tap tap…a d d   m a  y o n n a i s e, tap tap tap. I got my food, went and sat down.

My burger only had mayonnaise.

Modern technology is often times not as good as the older simpler way. Such as pencil and paper and sticking the little paper order sheets on the clips next to the cook’s window. Remember those?

Primitive. Simple. Written in “cook abbreviated code”, and very few mistakes.

But I know for a fact that restaurants today would never go back to the old way.

So next time?  I’m just ordering chicken nuggets.

 

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