Chalk this one up to a WTF moment. While First Lady Michelle Obama continues her fight against childhood obesity, fast-food giant Burger King is exploring a delivery option. Talk about failing in whopper proportion.
Burger King canned their creepy King Mascot last year but there is hope for him to return as a delivery boy. In a move that’s almost as disturbing as The King, the number two burger chain has started a delivery service in Maryland and Virgina. Now your fat ass doesn’t even have to get in a car, you can just click a mouse and Burger King will deliver to your door.
Call me crazy but C’Mon! We’ve all eaten fast food at some point but to have it delivered to your home is a bit of a stretch. Ever had fries that needed warmed up in the microwave? They’re nastier than Nicki Manji’s lyrics.
Oh but don’t worry they’ve developed a solution for that. Jonathan Fitzpatrick, chief brand and operations officer for Burger King, tells USATODAY that their “proprietary thermal packaging technology” will ensure “the Whopper is delivered hot and fresh, and the french fries are delivered hot and crispy.”
Well, hell that changes everything sign me up for a double bag of hot and crispy artery clogging nastiness.
You may have to order double what you might ordinarily. As if home delivery wasn’t ludicrous enough there is a minimum order of $8 to $10 plus a $2 delivery charge. That should ensure lazy bastards will order more than just a single Whopper and fries.
Wait, it gets better. The customer has to live within 10 minutes of the store. If you can’t take your chunky monkey butt to a store within 10 minutes from where you reside you’ve got bigger issues than your expanding waistline.
Seriously? C’mon Burger King.
Parts of this story were from USATODAY.com.
