We went to a fried chicken establishment that hails from Kentucky recently. We just wanted an 8-piece bucket, half original and half extra-crispy.
I went to order while Mom ran to the restroom. While I'm waiting patiently in line, another lady who already has food walks up to complain about an incorrect order (that was the fault of the cashier) and order a side of mashed potatoes, hold the gravy. The entire exchange took 5 minutes....the cashier was trying to figure out what the lady's kid actually wanted on the chicken wrap and then she had to figure out how to put mashed potatoes into the bowl without putting gravy on them. Meanwhile, she was complaining about being tired and having a way too busy schedule. You have a job, lady! Be grateful!
Finally, she gets around to helping us (mom was back at this point). I ordered and made sure to emphasize half original, and half extra crispy. We pay and wait. And wait. And wait. Finally, she comes and gives us a bucket of 8 GRILLED pieces of chicken. I checked, because it looked like she was putting grilled chicken in it from the warmer. I again specified HALF original and HALF extra-crispy. Cue deer-in-the-headlights.
Meanwhile, another family came in wanting to be served, but she couldn't help them because she was having a difficult time counting out 4 pieces of extra crispy and 4 pieces of original. She filled the bucket no less than 5 times, dumping it out and starting again. She obviously either (a) had no idea what individual pieces of chicken looked like (breast from a thigh, for example), or (b) had no idea what she had put in the bucket. We wound up with 8 original, but whatever...we had been in there for like 15 minutes and we were hungry.
We would have said something to the manager, but he didn't even notice how lost she was, even though he was interacting with her while she had the deer-in-the-headlights look.
I like their chicken, I do. We probably won't be going back to that one though. I considered filing a complaint with corporate, but without a caring manager, we doubted it would do any good.
I went to order while Mom ran to the restroom. While I'm waiting patiently in line, another lady who already has food walks up to complain about an incorrect order (that was the fault of the cashier) and order a side of mashed potatoes, hold the gravy. The entire exchange took 5 minutes....the cashier was trying to figure out what the lady's kid actually wanted on the chicken wrap and then she had to figure out how to put mashed potatoes into the bowl without putting gravy on them. Meanwhile, she was complaining about being tired and having a way too busy schedule. You have a job, lady! Be grateful!
Finally, she gets around to helping us (mom was back at this point). I ordered and made sure to emphasize half original, and half extra crispy. We pay and wait. And wait. And wait. Finally, she comes and gives us a bucket of 8 GRILLED pieces of chicken. I checked, because it looked like she was putting grilled chicken in it from the warmer. I again specified HALF original and HALF extra-crispy. Cue deer-in-the-headlights.
Meanwhile, another family came in wanting to be served, but she couldn't help them because she was having a difficult time counting out 4 pieces of extra crispy and 4 pieces of original. She filled the bucket no less than 5 times, dumping it out and starting again. She obviously either (a) had no idea what individual pieces of chicken looked like (breast from a thigh, for example), or (b) had no idea what she had put in the bucket. We wound up with 8 original, but whatever...we had been in there for like 15 minutes and we were hungry.
We would have said something to the manager, but he didn't even notice how lost she was, even though he was interacting with her while she had the deer-in-the-headlights look.
I like their chicken, I do. We probably won't be going back to that one though. I considered filing a complaint with corporate, but without a caring manager, we doubted it would do any good.





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