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On Friday anyways!
After my friend and her boyfriend and I got all of my stuff moved in (not put away and ready, but just by the time we'd gotten everything from old place to new place), we were all starving and wanted some Arbys for supper.
This Arby's used to be the coolest hangout for kids in school. Anyone could score a free sandwhich or curly fries and the coolest people worked there. No one had a bad experience at Arby's. Everyone had fun and was professional at the same time.
Well, we learned that (at night, at least) that place has officially gone to hell.
There was a kid working register taking orders. Couldn't have been older than 16. Wearing a "trainee" nametag. He was thrown to the sharks. Whoever was supposed to be helping him WASN'T, and the poor kid was absolutely clueless. Poor kid.
There was this awful large boisterous manager who was tromping around, literally throwing sandwiches and fries into to-go bags and literally shoving trays of food at customers. She was huffing and puffing like an angry pig.
The poor kid forgot to give us 1 cup and the food runner (expeditor?) forgot a curly fry. We were trying to get their attention versus the angry manager's attention. I had no intention of being killed that day.
Our tray sat there, still missing a cup and curly fry.
The manager was irate because she had other trays to line up and the counter was getting full, and she yelled at us "Its DONE you can TAKE IT NOW!" and that's when my friend's boyfriend said we only had 2 cups and 2 curly fries.
She literally threw a cup at us and got the oldest curly fries she could find out of the broiler and threw them onto the tray. Half of them scattered all over the tray.
My friend, who is much gutsier than I am, grunted "Bitch" at her as we walked away. I was certain that pig was going to leap over the counter and attack all of us and choke us to death. Whatever was going on, she was on a rampage.
Then after we got back and started setting up my new tv (I hadn't even opened the box yet), we realized that walmart.com doesn't give you free batteries in your remote, so my friend volunteered to drive to the Kmart down the strip to go get me some while I called the cable company to give me the go-ahead to install my internet here.
While I fought on the phone with a foreign phone rep (the guy rep I spoke to on Thursday, who sounded like he was from around here and spoke perfect English said that I could install it myself and just call them before so and they'd activate it for me when I called them, the foreign one was swearing up and down that someone HAD to come and install it for me, even though I had all my equipment I needed! Finally, she gave in and activated it for me, thank God)...
Anyways, while that was happening, my friend was at K-Mart. She got my batteries and noticed there was a sale on iced tea. She went to the checkout and the cashier rung it up twice. She swore up and down that she DIDN'T, so my friend went to the service desk and finally got refunded for the double scan. The cashier didn't even look at her screen to see her own mistake.
WHAT the hell was up with people on Friday?
After my friend and her boyfriend and I got all of my stuff moved in (not put away and ready, but just by the time we'd gotten everything from old place to new place), we were all starving and wanted some Arbys for supper.
This Arby's used to be the coolest hangout for kids in school. Anyone could score a free sandwhich or curly fries and the coolest people worked there. No one had a bad experience at Arby's. Everyone had fun and was professional at the same time.
Well, we learned that (at night, at least) that place has officially gone to hell.
There was a kid working register taking orders. Couldn't have been older than 16. Wearing a "trainee" nametag. He was thrown to the sharks. Whoever was supposed to be helping him WASN'T, and the poor kid was absolutely clueless. Poor kid.
There was this awful large boisterous manager who was tromping around, literally throwing sandwiches and fries into to-go bags and literally shoving trays of food at customers. She was huffing and puffing like an angry pig.
The poor kid forgot to give us 1 cup and the food runner (expeditor?) forgot a curly fry. We were trying to get their attention versus the angry manager's attention. I had no intention of being killed that day.
Our tray sat there, still missing a cup and curly fry.
The manager was irate because she had other trays to line up and the counter was getting full, and she yelled at us "Its DONE you can TAKE IT NOW!" and that's when my friend's boyfriend said we only had 2 cups and 2 curly fries.
She literally threw a cup at us and got the oldest curly fries she could find out of the broiler and threw them onto the tray. Half of them scattered all over the tray.
My friend, who is much gutsier than I am, grunted "Bitch" at her as we walked away. I was certain that pig was going to leap over the counter and attack all of us and choke us to death. Whatever was going on, she was on a rampage.
Then after we got back and started setting up my new tv (I hadn't even opened the box yet), we realized that walmart.com doesn't give you free batteries in your remote, so my friend volunteered to drive to the Kmart down the strip to go get me some while I called the cable company to give me the go-ahead to install my internet here.
While I fought on the phone with a foreign phone rep (the guy rep I spoke to on Thursday, who sounded like he was from around here and spoke perfect English said that I could install it myself and just call them before so and they'd activate it for me when I called them, the foreign one was swearing up and down that someone HAD to come and install it for me, even though I had all my equipment I needed! Finally, she gave in and activated it for me, thank God)...
Anyways, while that was happening, my friend was at K-Mart. She got my batteries and noticed there was a sale on iced tea. She went to the checkout and the cashier rung it up twice. She swore up and down that she DIDN'T, so my friend went to the service desk and finally got refunded for the double scan. The cashier didn't even look at her screen to see her own mistake.
WHAT the hell was up with people on Friday?
It didn't help that she was being snitty with me....but still...two wrongs don't make a right.
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