Okay, this whole incident happened to me.
My brother and his fiancee came over over the weekend, as they knew I was home alone, with no way to get out of the house.
They had just had lunch, but I hadn't eaten yet. So, I asked if we could stop somewhere along the way (they wanted to buy some liquor for a drink called the 'Banana Split', and we live in a dry county) so I could grab food.
We stopped at a nearby mall, and wandered into the food court. I looked around really quick, and decided Chik-Fil-A sounded tasty. Went up, ordered the Chicken Caesar Wrap meal (I was the only one eating).
I paid with a $20. And I know this, because I had no bills besides $1's in my wallet when I left the house.
The total was $6.40 something... the girl at the register handed me three dollars and change.
M: "Um, I'm pretty certain I paid with a twenty."
H: "Huh?"
M: *repeat*
H: *has to go off and get her manager, as she's not sure what to do*
Man: *tells her to just go ahead and give me the $10 I thought was owed to me still, drops a bag and a soda cup on the counter*
H: *hands me the ten, and then slides the soda cup and bag at me*
M: *take the bag and drink, go find brother and fiancee, sit down, open bag, it turns out they gave me a chicken sandwich meal* Well, that's mostly wrong...
BF (Brother's Fiancee): What'd you order, Juwl?
M: A Chicken Caesar Wrap
BF: Well, you should go up and get what you ordered.
M: Nah, I don't mind... I like the chicken sandwich too...
BF: Here, give me the sandwich, I'll go get your order.
M: *blink, blink, no arguing with her, hand over the reclosed sandwich, watch her walk over to the counter, suddenly point back at me, and then comes back after a moment*
The rest of the story from her point of view?
BF: Excuse me, sie ordered a chicken caesar wrap, and got this chicken sandwich instead.
Man: Didn't someone need a Chicken Caesar Wrap?
H Yeah, I had an order for one. But I don't see the customer now.
BF: *points at me* Sie's over there.
M: *I wave, as I notice her pointing at me*
Man: *tries to hand brother's fiancee a tray with the whole meal on it*
BF: No, sie's got the cross cut fries already, sie just needs the wrap.
Man: *takes the fries back, and apparently starts laughing at brother's fiancee*
BF: *comes back to the table*
I watch the workers take the rewrapped sandwich, drop it on the floor, pick it back up, and eventually put it back in the trough for food.
Blargh! Not only did they not just throw away the sandwich, they dropped it on the dirty floor, and then decided to re-sell it!
Note to self: Never, Ever, return to that Chik-Fil-A!
My brother and his fiancee came over over the weekend, as they knew I was home alone, with no way to get out of the house.
They had just had lunch, but I hadn't eaten yet. So, I asked if we could stop somewhere along the way (they wanted to buy some liquor for a drink called the 'Banana Split', and we live in a dry county) so I could grab food.
We stopped at a nearby mall, and wandered into the food court. I looked around really quick, and decided Chik-Fil-A sounded tasty. Went up, ordered the Chicken Caesar Wrap meal (I was the only one eating).
I paid with a $20. And I know this, because I had no bills besides $1's in my wallet when I left the house.
The total was $6.40 something... the girl at the register handed me three dollars and change.
M: "Um, I'm pretty certain I paid with a twenty."
H: "Huh?"
M: *repeat*
H: *has to go off and get her manager, as she's not sure what to do*
Man: *tells her to just go ahead and give me the $10 I thought was owed to me still, drops a bag and a soda cup on the counter*
H: *hands me the ten, and then slides the soda cup and bag at me*
M: *take the bag and drink, go find brother and fiancee, sit down, open bag, it turns out they gave me a chicken sandwich meal* Well, that's mostly wrong...
BF (Brother's Fiancee): What'd you order, Juwl?
M: A Chicken Caesar Wrap
BF: Well, you should go up and get what you ordered.
M: Nah, I don't mind... I like the chicken sandwich too...
BF: Here, give me the sandwich, I'll go get your order.
M: *blink, blink, no arguing with her, hand over the reclosed sandwich, watch her walk over to the counter, suddenly point back at me, and then comes back after a moment*
The rest of the story from her point of view?
BF: Excuse me, sie ordered a chicken caesar wrap, and got this chicken sandwich instead.
Man: Didn't someone need a Chicken Caesar Wrap?
H Yeah, I had an order for one. But I don't see the customer now.
BF: *points at me* Sie's over there.
M: *I wave, as I notice her pointing at me*
Man: *tries to hand brother's fiancee a tray with the whole meal on it*
BF: No, sie's got the cross cut fries already, sie just needs the wrap.
Man: *takes the fries back, and apparently starts laughing at brother's fiancee*
BF: *comes back to the table*
I watch the workers take the rewrapped sandwich, drop it on the floor, pick it back up, and eventually put it back in the trough for food.
Blargh! Not only did they not just throw away the sandwich, they dropped it on the dirty floor, and then decided to re-sell it!
Note to self: Never, Ever, return to that Chik-Fil-A!
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