So.....why does this guy keep going to Wendy’s?
Good grief!
I kept waiting for the fist attached to a manager’s arm to enter stage right
Cheese Burger, Cheese Burger, Cheese Burger...No Hamburger
John Belushi!
The story makes it sound like this is some new “trend.” Its not. There have been A-holes who can’t deal with mistakes in an adult manner since the beginning of time. The difference is that they are now being caught on camera. If someone makes a mistake, ask them to correct it in a calm way. If the restaraunt makes the same mistake over and over, stop going to the restaraunt. Its as simple as that. People who go ballistic over things like this have inferiority complexes.
My question is Who doesn’t like cheese?
Hmm ~ not even a kosher issue ~ guy knew he was in a store that vended beef and milk at the same time! Shouldn’t have been in there.
Well, to be honest, while the customer clearly has anger management issues, I have, internally and quietly mind you, felt his pain while ordering fast food, and for some reason particularly at Wendy’s. I do not know why, but an order of any complexity (family of five, for example) just throws them for a loop. I always have to double check the order for correctness and completeness. In one instance, the youth with rainbow hair who was taking my order acted stunned that I would actually try to get the order corrected. He had moved on, so why couldn’t I. Now my breakfast at McDonalds almost always comes out right. Go figure.
“There’s no cheese in hamburger.” A simple, yet powerful truth.
Observant Jew trying to keep Kosher, I presume?
Trend? There’s no trend. It’s just called being a jerk.
I hate cheeseburgers and I can tell you about 50% the time you order a hamburger (anywhere) and you specifically say you don’t want cheese on it, you will get one with cheese on it. This happens at fast food restaurants as well as more upscale places.
I simply send it back for a new one. About 50% the time I do that, they take it back and try to scrape the cheese off of it and bring it back. There is still cheese on it because they cannot scrape it all off after it has melted into the meat. Also, by this time the meat is cold.
I send it back again.
By this time everyone else in your dining party is finished their meal and you’re holding them up.
So, while I don’t condone this guy’s behavior, I truly understand his frustration. He’s probably been through this hundreds of times (like I have) and just snapped like Michael Douglas’s character in Falling Down.
We non-cheeseburger people are a persecuted and discriminated against group I tell you !
I demand reparations!
Get used to it. With 45 million new “immigrants” in this country that don’t speak english, have little education, resources, 3rd world diseases... your opportunity to experience this situation is close at hand.
Usually Wendy’s does a great job filling our orders, but this last time was a disaster. I typically go through the drive-thru, and this time was not different. I am aware that there can be mistakes so I always stop and park to check the order before we leave. My son’s order is always a Cheeseburger, plain and dry; just meat-cheese-bread (which I ordered EXACTLY in those words). I ordered and specified no mayo or ketchup, add mustard.
Both orders were wrong. I casually went in and told the cashier what had happened, and the manager had the employees give us new food. I got to the car and while my son’s order was fine mine was still wrong.
I did not have time to go back and get it fixed again, I mean I went through the drive thru for a reason, right? I decided it wasn’t worth the drama and ate the thing anyway. I can’t stand mayo or ketchup. Where’s the mustard?
Don’t even get me started on McDonald’s.... We do not eat there anymore, going on 5 years now.
I used to own a hobby shop and we held tournaments on Wednesday night. I ran them myself and so I need food delivered to get a decent meal (and the tournaments ran into the wee hours so I needed something more than chips and such)
A New place opened just down the street from me so close I could literally hit the front door of the place by chucking a rock at it while standing in front of my place.
The new place was an Italian Bistro and Pizza Shop AND they delivered.
I called them and ordered a Cold Sub and a Salad.
The delivery guy came (I couldn't leave the place with 40 people in the tournament room) and all he had was a Salad. So I paid him for it and he told me to call and they would get my sub and bring it up no charge.
So I call them. So woman gets on the phone and tells me they can't make Cold Subs BUT they have hot subs. I point out that their menu has Cold Subs listed and she tells me that they don't have directions to make a cold Sub on the Board Just hot ones.
I told her no problem I could help her out. I asked her what number was the step to put the sub in the oven on the list/directions to make a Hot Sub. She told me Number 8. I said "OK Here is what you do. When you get to step 7 finish what it sez ib step 7 and do not do step 8 then wrap it up and put it in a bag and deliver it to 777 State Street."
She told me the delivery guy wouldn't be able to bring it for 2 hours. (Rolleyes) So I said do you have more than one person in the building right now and she said yes. I said hand it to one of the other people and have them to bring it to me at the address I gave you it won't take more than a couple of minutes to walk here.
Now you should know every person who worked in this New place has lived here all their lives. Keep this in mind.
She told me OK she would do that.
30 minutes pass I call them back. Same Woman on the phone. By this time all 40 people at the tourny (mostly guys from the age of 16 to 30ish) are flabbergasted at this continuing saga. (They heard me on the phone telling this poor woman how to Make a cold Sub by NOT putting it into the oven.)
One of the guys offers to go get it for me and I figured such would confuse these people even more.
Any how same woman on the phone and she tells me no one in the building knows where this street is. I said no problem I can help. I ask if the phone she has is portable and she sez yes. I said good. Gather all your people together and walk out the front door. I hear her telling everyone to follow her. I tell her take the sandwich with you. By this Time I am standing outside my store and I have a crowd of giggling boys behind me watching the show. I see this group of wayward souls standing in front of the Italian place and the Lady asks me what should they do now. I said "all of you step off the curve and into the street." We watch them do it. I said "now look to your right." We all wave at them. I Tell her, "For future reference you are standing in State Street and I am the guy with the phone waving at you. Have someone walk the sandwich down to me."
I like cheese.