Rosh Hashanah

So today is Rosh Hashanah and for myself, and others employed by the Los Angeles Unified School District, this means a day off of work!

I know what you're thinking. Patterson's not a Jewish name. Perhaps you're thinking, "I didn't realize that so many of the Lord's Chosen People worked for the Los Angeles Unified School District." And I'm sure some haters out there are thinking "Patterson's selling out just to get a day off. What a seller." While there may be truth to some of these, I assure you, Patterson is not a Jewish name.

To celebrate Rosh Hashanah (I looked up the spelling in the dictionary) I spent the day making phone calls to various financial institutions regarding various accounts that Jen and I hold. For a little excitement I traveled to the Best Buy in Burbank to trade in a derelict printer that I discovered on the curb in front of my house. While I wasn't able to do this due to my lack of a power cable (I was told that I would only get $1 for the trade anyhow), I was able to visit a Mc Donalds and use some recently received coupons to buy my lunch. I received these coupons as a result of a complaint I filed with the Mc Donalds corporation. What, you may ask, do I have to complain to Mc Donalds about? A couple of weeks ago I was feeling rather hungry leading up to my school's annual open house celebration. I drove a few blocks down Figueroa to the Mc Donalds on Avenue 28. Now, because the Patteren is on a budget, I figured I would only order a double cheeseburger and a Mc Chicken sandwhich. Not a fancy order by any means, but my perfered dinner none the less. Apparently the employees at this particular Mc Donalds have a difficult time discerning between a chicken patty and a hamburger patty. Additionally, it would appear that their training did not include a course on the difference between a cheeseburger and a double cheeseburger.

Sad to say, by the time I realized the short comings of these noble members of the fast food industry, it was too late. My Mc Chicken sandwhich consisted of a bun, lettuce, mayo and a tiny hamburger patty. My double cheeseburger, while containing an ample supply of cheese, was lacking in patties (1 not the recommended 2). While I don't really consider myself an instigator, I definitely felt that this deserved a complaint. And so, to make a long, and slightly inconsequential, story short, I complained, earning me 2 free large sandwhiches at any Mc Donalds in this country. Pretty sweet if you ask me.

While this particular post doesn't reference eating burritos, I feel that my preference for eating a burrito instead of going to Best Buy, Mc Donalds, work, eating Mc Donalds, complaining, open house celebrations or calling various financial instutions should already be understood by those who know the Patterjen.