Big Mac: my nickname in high school.
When I was a kid, I'd sometimes go to my friend's house for lunch.
Friend's mom: "Would you boys like Big Macs for lunch?"Cue the look of disappointment on our faces as my friend's mom served up a couple of thick, homemade patties, nails and shards of glass protruding through soggy buns.
Us: "Yeah!"
"Stupid genericized trademarks," we said in unison, looking directly into the invisible camera that we believed followed us everywhere.
Writer's embellishment:
The next day Ronald McDonald showed up at my friend's house with some legal documents regarding use of registered trademark, "Big Mac."
Thinking him a burglar, my friend's mom shot him in the back, killing him. Exonerated in a court of law, she continues to use the term "Big Mac" to describe her terrible hamburgers.
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