Beware of many foul words, because I am uber annoyed.
I've had waiting problems with the only Arbys we have in our town. Not just, oh, gee, my sandwich took two minutes to make boohoo, I'm talking fifteen minute waits when I'm the only one there.
I've sent in a complaint about this place before because I got halfway through my order at the drive-thru once, was told hold on a second, and sat there for ten minutes waiting. I know. I timed it. I was hungry, so, thinking to myself, "Well, fuck this noise! I'm hungry! I'll go to Bojangles and get my food faster!" I drove away, only to turn my head and see Halfwit the Dumbass standing in front of the cash register at the window staring off into God knows where.
My complaint was answered with, "Well, you're pissed off, we apologize, all of our employees are new. So we're going to put you on our "Unsatisfied Customer list in the restaurant so when you go and ask for your free meal everyone can know you sent in a complaint and they can spit in your food."
Fast forward to today. Once again, I'm the only person in the drive-thru line. There appears to be maybe one, two people sitting, eating inside. I order. I order a turkey bacon club. Slap some meat on the bread and hand it to me! I get to the window and I wait.
And I wait.
And I fucking wait, and fifteen minutes later, just as I start taking my foot off the break so I can park and march my unhappy ass inside, my food is unceremoniously thrust out the window at me and, had I not put my hands out, it would have probably been dropped right down into my lap. I get my drink, start to drive, plunge my straw in--FUCK! After 15 minutes of bullshitting around in the kitchen, Twit McSlowass got my friggin' drink wrong.
Sweet Tea. UnSweet Tea. THEY'RE LABELED. I'VE SEEN IT.
I went inside, the manager is standing there, having just finished taking an order. "My drink's wrong, I asked for a sweet tea, can I just get that changed.."
This cues an annoyed sigh from the manager. Because apparently this isn't the first time Twit's gotten something so easy wrong, and hell, they're about to fire her, and hey, had they realized I had been sitting there for so long, Manager would have gotten my food herself (but she was helping other customers and wasn't even aware Twit had a customer, considering she was kind of just standing around twidling her thumbs).
They keep hiring complete morons there. But I can't stop going because it's so good...
I've had waiting problems with the only Arbys we have in our town. Not just, oh, gee, my sandwich took two minutes to make boohoo, I'm talking fifteen minute waits when I'm the only one there.
I've sent in a complaint about this place before because I got halfway through my order at the drive-thru once, was told hold on a second, and sat there for ten minutes waiting. I know. I timed it. I was hungry, so, thinking to myself, "Well, fuck this noise! I'm hungry! I'll go to Bojangles and get my food faster!" I drove away, only to turn my head and see Halfwit the Dumbass standing in front of the cash register at the window staring off into God knows where.
My complaint was answered with, "Well, you're pissed off, we apologize, all of our employees are new. So we're going to put you on our "Unsatisfied Customer list in the restaurant so when you go and ask for your free meal everyone can know you sent in a complaint and they can spit in your food."
Fast forward to today. Once again, I'm the only person in the drive-thru line. There appears to be maybe one, two people sitting, eating inside. I order. I order a turkey bacon club. Slap some meat on the bread and hand it to me! I get to the window and I wait.
And I wait.
And I fucking wait, and fifteen minutes later, just as I start taking my foot off the break so I can park and march my unhappy ass inside, my food is unceremoniously thrust out the window at me and, had I not put my hands out, it would have probably been dropped right down into my lap. I get my drink, start to drive, plunge my straw in--FUCK! After 15 minutes of bullshitting around in the kitchen, Twit McSlowass got my friggin' drink wrong.
Sweet Tea. UnSweet Tea. THEY'RE LABELED. I'VE SEEN IT.
I went inside, the manager is standing there, having just finished taking an order. "My drink's wrong, I asked for a sweet tea, can I just get that changed.."
This cues an annoyed sigh from the manager. Because apparently this isn't the first time Twit's gotten something so easy wrong, and hell, they're about to fire her, and hey, had they realized I had been sitting there for so long, Manager would have gotten my food herself (but she was helping other customers and wasn't even aware Twit had a customer, considering she was kind of just standing around twidling her thumbs).
They keep hiring complete morons there. But I can't stop going because it's so good...
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