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Dear Ray of Ray's Pizza across from UCI:
When you have a customer walk in with debit card in hand, you should acknowledge them. I knew you were on the phone with a customer last night, so I was willing to wait for a bit, but when I stand there and stare at you for several agonizing minutes and you don't even motion to be that you'll help me as soon as possible, then yeah I walked out. It was a shame because I really like your thin crust cheese pizza and was really craving it last night, but I only had 15 minutes for dinner between work and class, so I couldn't wait all night.
Dear employees of KFC across from UCI:
The Harv has always told me how you get his orders wrong, but I thought for sure if I spoke slowly, repeated myself, and was friendly, that you'd get my order right.
What I asked for: the new mega mix deal (or whatever the hell it's called) original style thigh, the popcorn chicken, the chicken strip, mashed potatoes and gravy, no additional side dish, and no I don't want to get an extra biscuit in place of the second side dish. I repeated that I don't want the coleslaw pictured. I confirmed with you what my order was by having you repeat it back to me.
What I got: extra crispy style drumstick, mashed potatoes and gravy, the damned coleslaw, and two biscuits. My chicken strip was so small that I thought it had been omitted, but it was hiding underneath a biscuit. And the box wasn't even shut all the way so it was tedious to pull it out of the bag and trying to avoid dumping the contents all over my car.
I'm never really a big KFC fan because of the grease, but holy hell that just confirmed that I should never eat THERE again.
When you have a customer walk in with debit card in hand, you should acknowledge them. I knew you were on the phone with a customer last night, so I was willing to wait for a bit, but when I stand there and stare at you for several agonizing minutes and you don't even motion to be that you'll help me as soon as possible, then yeah I walked out. It was a shame because I really like your thin crust cheese pizza and was really craving it last night, but I only had 15 minutes for dinner between work and class, so I couldn't wait all night.
Dear employees of KFC across from UCI:
The Harv has always told me how you get his orders wrong, but I thought for sure if I spoke slowly, repeated myself, and was friendly, that you'd get my order right.
What I asked for: the new mega mix deal (or whatever the hell it's called) original style thigh, the popcorn chicken, the chicken strip, mashed potatoes and gravy, no additional side dish, and no I don't want to get an extra biscuit in place of the second side dish. I repeated that I don't want the coleslaw pictured. I confirmed with you what my order was by having you repeat it back to me.
What I got: extra crispy style drumstick, mashed potatoes and gravy, the damned coleslaw, and two biscuits. My chicken strip was so small that I thought it had been omitted, but it was hiding underneath a biscuit. And the box wasn't even shut all the way so it was tedious to pull it out of the bag and trying to avoid dumping the contents all over my car.
I'm never really a big KFC fan because of the grease, but holy hell that just confirmed that I should never eat THERE again.
