Category: All True Scary Stories

A Creep Story at McDonald’s

This story takes place a few months ago at a McDonald’s me and some friends were eating at.

It was a usual Friday night, me, my brother, and some friends would be out and about the town. Mostly hanging out at the mall, and sometimes going to a Good Will to goof off. But every time we went out, the oldest one (Andrew) would buy us all Burger King or McDonald’s, he was the one who usually had money, plus he could drive.

Usually there are five of us, but this time just me, my brother and Andrew were here eating at McDonald’s. I knew there were more of us, but I can’t remember where they were. Anyways, as we entered the restaurant it was completely void of any other customers.


Middle School Catfish

Just a foreword, this whole story takes place within the span of about a year. I’ve used fake names to protect those involved. This is by far the creepiest thing to have ever happened to me, and I’ve had a lot of creepy stuff happen to me.

My friends and I were entering our 7th grade year in middle school (we’re all currently Sophomores in high school). We were what you would call ‘Emo’. At least, we thought we were. We were known as the Emo group of the school, anyways. There was Sasha, my best friend, she and I had been best friends since 2nd grade, and still are. Neither of us had many friends, until one of my friends, Annie, introduced us to a girl that she had went to elementary with who was attending our middle school, and was also ‘Emo’. Her name was Michie, and we all quickly became friends right away. She was in Band class with us, and her and I had world history together, so it was great.


Writing in Red

Hi, my name Emma, I’m a high school student and I work at McDonald’s.

This experience wasn’t the most unusual, but it certainly still scared my coworkers and I.


Mcy D’s Nightmare

(I changed the names in my story)

 I guess it’s somewhat important to know that I’m female. I used to work at a McDonald’s, and I worked the second shift. There was a regular that came to McDonald’s every single week and usually every other day. Needless to say, the guy wasn’t in good shape. He actually kind of grossed me out. He had a dirty beard, and I think facial hair is gross without the added bonus of being grubby. He had a beer gut, and often wore the same vile stained wife beater, which I think used to be white. And in case you don’t know, a wife beater is a tank top. The guy didn’t have an attractive bone in his body, and his attitude wasn’t a prize either.

The guy was a sleazeball. He would hit on all the young female workers, but would actually grimace when we’d make one of the guys ring him up. He’d ask things like “Have you ever gone down on anyone?” Management didn’t really care, this guy brought in practically 50% of our profit with how much food he’d buy, and he wasn’t the only one who’d hit on us. One night when my shift was almost over the guy had come in. I convinced Daniel, a guy who worked the same shifts as me, and was the only other one there at the time, to ring the guy up.  His task was usually to work the drive-through, so he gave me the headset and started to ring the him up.


Stalked for Months

After all this time, just remembering this leaves me nervous. I worked at Mcdonalds while studying at college, both full-time. A few months into this job and I actually enjoyed most shifts. Some were a pain, others downright funny. The managers appreciated my friendly attitude towards customers, so I was behind the counter taking orders like most nights. I greeted the first customer with a smile.

“Hi there! May I take your order?”


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