McDonald’s was criticized earlier this year for its high prices when a receipt from a Connecticut restaurant went viral. Worse, a $18 Big Mac combo made things even worse.
This started a discussion on how much a fast food meal should reasonably cost.
According to reports, the cost of fast food increased by around 28% between 2019 and 2023. Although there are a number of reasons for this rise, one thing is certain: customers are getting impatient.
During an earnings call, McDonald’s CEO Chris Kempczinski stated, “Eating at home has become more affordable.” “That low-income consumer is undoubtedly the front line of battle.”
A new $5 lunch offer is what McDonald’s wants to launch in an attempt to win back customers.
The Wall Street Journal reports that this $5 offer will come with fries, a choice drink, four pieces of chicken nuggets, and a McChicken or McDouble. Commencing on June 25th, the campaign is expected to run for around one month.
Even if the transaction hasn’t begun, some clients are still dubious.
“Meal for $5 for just a month? Thank you, but no! Do you intend to entice us in the hopes that we will stay and pay hefty fees? Not at all!
“McDonald’s $5 Meal Deal is the answer to inflation,” the company said.
The McChicken was once available for just $1 on the menu. The $1 menu ought to be reinstated.
In an April call, Kempczinski said, “Consumers continue to be more discerning with their spending as they face elevated prices in daily expenses, putting pressure on the industry.” It is imperative that we prioritize cost for our clientele.
Would you rather eat at home or at another restaurant over a $5 meal bargain at McDonald’s? Post your ideas in the comments section below.
My husband wanted a divorce because I couldn’t give him a son. What happened next changed our lives forever.
Marriage had always been a partnership of love and support, or at least that’s what I believed when Steve and I first tied the knot 16 years ago. Over time, we were blessed with five beautiful daughters, each one a joy and a challenge in her own way. Yet, in Steve’s eyes, our family lacked something crucial: a son.
Steve’s desire for a male heir became an obsession, overshadowing every happy moment we had. His traditional mindset dictated that a man’s legacy could only be carried on by a son, and our daughters, no matter how wonderful, were seen as inadequate. This belief had eaten away at the fabric of our marriage, turning our once joyous union into a battleground of unmet expectations and silent resentment.
Steve’s job kept him away most of the time, leaving me to juggle the responsibilities of raising our daughters, maintaining the household, and managing a part-time online job. His absence wasn’t just physical; it was emotional too. He was a shadow in our home, present yet distant, and his discontent seeped into every corner of our lives.
The Breaking Point
One late night, a seemingly innocent conversation spiraled into a full-blown argument. I had suggested trying one more time for a son, even though I was already forty. Steve’s response was brutal and laced with years of pent-up frustration.
“Shut up already,” he snapped. “We’ve been together for 16 years and you couldn’t bring me a son. What makes you think you will do it this time?”
I tried to reason with him, “But Steve, only God…”
“ONLY GOD DECIDED TO PUNISH ME WITH YOU AND ANOTHER 5 FEMALES,” he yelled, his face contorted with anger. “I wish I could go back in time and change everything.”
The venom in his words was palpable, and it stung more than any physical blow could. Our daughters, our life together, everything we had built was being torn down in this moment of raw emotion. Suddenly, we heard a noise behind the door. When we checked, there was no one there, and we dismissed it as the creaking of an old house. Little did we know, that sound was a harbinger of the events that would soon unfold.
The Missing Child
The next day, our lives took an unexpected turn. It was 6 pm, and Lisa, our 12-year-old, was always home by this time. Panic set in when she didn’t show up. As worry gnawed at us, Sara, our second-born, came running with tears streaming down her face, clutching a letter.
Steve snatched the letter from her hand and began reading. His face went ashen, his eyes widened with fear. He turned to me, his voice trembling, “This is serious.”
The letter was a ransom note. It claimed that Lisa had been kidnapped and demanded an exorbitant amount of money for her safe return. The instructions were clear: no police, no tricks, or we’d never see her again.
The Race Against Time
Our world was shattered. The next hours were a blur of frantic phone calls, desperate plans, and heart-wrenching decisions. Steve, usually stoic and composed, was a mess. His obsession with having a son seemed insignificant now compared to the possibility of losing his daughter.
The experience taught us that the value of family isn’t determined by gender but by the love, respect, and support we give each other. Steve learned to cherish his daughters and our marriage, realizing that true happiness comes from within and is nurtured by the bonds we share.
Our lives were forever changed by that harrowing experience, but it also brought us closer, forging a stronger, more resilient family. The past year had been incredibly tough, but it led to a new beginning, one where we could all be truly happy together.
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