The Devil’s Work

McDonald’s Playplaces were invented by The Devil.

They suck you in with promises of wearing out your offspring while you eat. And then – the noise hits you.

This isn’t so bad, you think as your enter, surveying the shoeless children.

Then two minutes pass; then five.

All of a sudden you reaize that you are literally shaking from suppressing the urge to scream hysterically, because the sound of your own voice would be more soothing than the sounds of half a dozen happy children screeching, climbing, trampling and wailing in an enclosed, hard-surfaced space.

The Devil, I say.


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