He was disheartened...but not deterred.
My dad has many philosophies (don't make the mistake of asking to hear them unless you have a few hours to spare) but a major one is this: "It never hurts to ask." It's a philosophy I wish I could live by, but I have too much fear of rejection. I'd rather risk missing out on something great than put myself out there and then be shot down. I like to play it safe. Go for the sure thing.
So when he left with two different orders (one wish list full of breakfast sandwiches and one for--ugh--cheeseburgers) I knew full well what was going to happen. He was going to be the guy in the Drive Through line everyone hates because he takes forever to order. He was going to try to schmooze the bitter, minimum-wage fast food employees, not realizing that they simply aren't paid enough to care whether or not he would like breakfast hours extended. And he was going to come back bearing cheeseburgers. That's the way the Universe is supposed to work.
So imagine everyone's surprise when he showed up ten minutes later bearing McMuffins.
Don't ask me to explain it, because I can't. My dad rarely ever eats McDonalds, and yet for some reason the lady who works there remembered him. And when he asked for breakfast sandwiches with a charming smile and a funny story about how all his employees told him it was impossible, she did the unthinkable--she said yes.
So here's the real question. Is this startling proof of the validity of my dad's philosophy enough to change my behavior? I'm...still deciding. I refuse to redefine my lifestyle because of McDonalds. But I will tell you this: those were the best Egg McMuffins any of us had ever had.