McDonald's at 4110 East Main Street, Ventura, California.

This location is the worst, I have visited this Mickey D's several times over the last few months each time I was less than impressed. Workers are so busy talking with one another they fail to greet you. Order is wrong, then they make you feel like it was your fault. No smiles, nothing...

This restaurant is odd. It’s been so long since their happy meals have been on sale and yet workers generally around here don’t promote anything to children with enthusiasm or kindness. None of the crew knows anything. Often I’ve been given McFlurries that are only half full. Breakfast is very displeasing here since no janitor cleans up the floors and tables each night before the new day. Sure, employees have good appearance around these parts. So much energy is wasted into providing bad products. A few times here and there I’ve been given cold fries only to be told that they have to be that way; no apologies, no desire to help. My parents have often complained about this restaurant despite the fact they go every morning to McDonald’s to fetch coffee and read newspapers. Just not right. Me? I’m rather an avid fan of McDonald’s because I like the feel of the rush hours and take to the streets with understanding and privilege of eating a Big Mac, even if that means I take something on occasion from a certain Mick that doesn’t meet my desire. Honestly, there’s way too many good stores for me to give this one a nice paycheck. Workers should respect their customers and that’s not what I’m seeing with this place. At least cold fries won’t burn my mouth, but really? Shopping around the plaza where this McDonald’s is located has in general been a rip-off. In fact, the local Gamestop has robbed $20 from me because of rules they use to hurt my feelings. Gamestop here and McDonald’s are so alike that I may as well call them relatives. My voice isn’t angry here. Sadness is very much a part of me when I think about this closeness to the workers and how such a distance of bad feelings can turn me down. A mixed bag is nothing for me and for this McDonald’s it’s filled with depressing matter, something to which I may cry on but have no cousins who take delight with this place. Restaurants sure have to know what they’re doing, huh? Sometimes businesses open with no means to provide the goods. Means in general can be spiritual as well as physical. Customers in the area may be friends to mean people or unfortunate individuals. One time I’m just eating a good meal at a change of pace when some guy curses his little brother out loud with mean behavior. Is this what McDonald’s is about? Generally not. The problem is that when I’m eating a meal at this restaurant there’s this general expectation in my mind for friends as opposed to grunts. Kindness is my motto! Yet this McDonald’s is at least a McDonald’s, although it may not be good enough just to be a McDonald’s. Neighbors have told me so many bad things about this restaurant. A poor couple has had to visit McDonald’s on harbor because of poor service here. Rudeness from the workers to the point of disinterest frightens me. Does any family want to bring their kids to an unhappy place? I just can’t imagine. Target nearby has shown me the door in unwelcoming fashion. There’s no good reason to shop here and visit McDonald’s at this spot unless you’re absolutely hungry and have no where else to go. Road trips often can lead people to spots where they have to stay and make ends meet. Why? Why come here? I’m just curious as to where things are going for this business. If fast food is often a treat, workers of a restaurant for it need to present the goods as valuable as they are. Warning: this McDonald’s will serve you a cold pie if you happen to come by at the wrong place at the wrong time. They just don’t really seem to have a schedule. What a shame.