worked at dunkin donuts, forever.
once at 5 30 am ish, biscuits werent finished thawing.
Man orders sausage biscuit, we relay the unfortunate news about
currently not having biscuits, however we can put the sausage
on an english muffin, bagel, flat bread, crossaint, or wrap-
and we are very sorry for this….
silence…
silence,,,,
.......
sir? I’m sorry but did you want that on something else or can we do anything else for you?
He answers. Pfff are you kidding . you dont have fucking biscuits? wow
I’m sorry sir- can we do anything else to accomidate you.
He answers: uhhhhh I want my fucking sausage biscuit. un fucking believable. wow.
this is fucking bullshit you are abunch of fucking idiots.
peels out of the drive-thru stares at us through the window, and calls ten minutes later to tell the boss that her staff is “fucking retarded, why don’t we have biscuits”
She stuck up for us by the way but damn.
Dude must have a real shitty life if he gets worked up so much over so little.
I have fast food stories for days.