I did something today that I've never done before---I called in a complaint about something. I suppose that may sound like an event that could take place each and every day if you're really picky but for me, I suppose some things I can just get a gripe out to a willing ear and be done with it. But today, NOOOOOOOO!!!!
I decide to splurge on lunch today since I didn't bring anything to eat because our cabinets are bare until shopping on saturday. So after much pondering I realize I have quite the hankering for a monster roast beef sandwich from Arby's. I was quite disheartened by the grossness of the misty and then rainy weather but made the trek to my car and sped down the road. I placed my order to the big black speaking box and my correct order was returned to me in a not-unlike-Peanuts-Woh Woh WOooh-garble sort of way. But nonetheless I KNEW they told me I would get a super roastbeef combo with iced tea and potato cakes with a cherry turnover (I was super hungry folks). After soaking my arm giving the girl my money and getting my drink she asks if i need bbq or honey mustard sauce. Ummm, no I say. THAT should have tipped me off but in the back of my mind I'm thinking "well, maybe they offer any sauce for the sandwiches. people can put some strange stuff on their food" Now, I've had great service at this Arbys in the past so I had no worries that everything was a-ok so I grabbed my rain soaked bag through the window and sped away back to the parking lot to listen to the radio and eat my food in peace. I reach into the bag and pull out, NOT my sandwich but a box of 4 chicken strips. DAMNIT!!!! Ok, I say, just don't get all upset, you'll live. Then I open them up. They're shrivvled up and dry. ARGH! The potato cakes were over done and dripping, and I mean DRIPPING with cooking oil. oh yea, and NO DAMN TURNOVER. That was definately the last straw. I've gotten the wrong food from places before and muddled through but this made me quite cranky because I didn't have time to go back and have it fixed so I nibbled on the semi-edible parts and threw the rest away. Then I called the general manager who sounded like this was the 10th call she'd had about mixed up orders because she didn't even make me half explain what happened, she just took my name and order and told me I'd have a free meal waiting for me at that particular Arbys. SUCCESS!!! But of course I'm not hungry for Arby's for dinner. So it will just have to wait until I have an appitite for those morons. *sigh* I'm probably overreacting. In fact, for those who have read this far I'm actually surprised. I'm not one to rant about small stuff like this but damnit I was just CRAVING something and was fully denied. *huff*
Stinky ol' Arbys.
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