I'm not proud to admit it, but every now and then I go to McDonald's. Yesterday I went for lunch because it was a drive-thru, nearby, and I was in a hurry. I ordered a happy meal as I always do because they're just the right size. The guy at the window asked me if it was for a girl or a boy. I said it was for a girl and then said "it's for me, actually". The guy started laughing and explained that they ask that so they know which toy to include. I didn't know whether to be offended or charmed.

In this day and age of political correctness I'm sure there has been a parent or two out there who cries sexism when they are asked if the happy meal they've ordered is for a girl or boy. To be honest, I found it kind of refreshing. I thought it was a nice gesture that McDonald's wants to ensure my satisfaction with my toy by giving me something gender appropriate. Hey, it's a free toy. I took my cardboard lunchbox, decorated in bright pinks and purples with pictures of little girly things on it, and drove off. Wasn't I disappointed to discover that I had ended up with some sort of army-green plastic tiger with a mean snarl?? They must've accidentally given me the wrong toy. Unless I'm missing something.  ¶ 2:29 PM