McDonald's Makes Me Mad and Moody

  So, I found myself at McDonald's for breakfast this morning with my family, and after the usual pancakes and stuff I found myself craving a milkshake.
  "Do you serve shakes this early in the morning, ma'am?"
  "Yes."
  "Okay, can I have a medium strawberry milkshake then?"
  She pauses. Walks away for a second. Comes back.
  "Sorry, machine's not working."
  Downcast, I reply, "Okay, thank you."
  A little later, I come back thinking some ice cream would hit the spot. "Do you have ice cream that's working, then, ma'am?"
  "No."
  Disappointed, I realize that the world is conspiring against me and resign myself to defeat.
  Cue Alayah: "Oh my god, I didn't get a milkshake and now my life sucks."