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Old 04-12-2001, 08:44 AM
AKAtude AKAtude is offline
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Originally posted by Total Elegance:
Well let me tell you all my story in Golden Girls style....

Picture it, Lunchtime, Burger King 2001..

There was a long line in the drive thru. There's a little cord on the ground that alerts the people inside that there is another customer at the speaker when your tires roll over it. Well I wasn't completely up to the speaker due to the car in front of me, even though my tires hit the cord. The ghetto girl proceeds with, can I take your order? How about welcome to Burger King, would you like to try one of our value meals today and all that good
stuff anyway......Being that I wasn't close enough to the speaker, I waited until the line moved forward, then waited for the ghetto soldier to acknowledge my presence once again. Sistagurl had me sitting there for five minutes. I blew my horn in a polite way, just one "beep," ghetto soldier igged me. I'm saying to myself alrighty let me do this again, "beep." Sistergurl told me and I quote: "I just know you ain't blowing at me like that. When I asked to help you, you didn't say nothing. You must got....(yeah I said you must got) issues blowing your horn at me like that, now what do you want to order?" Um yall know I went off right? I told her she couldn't help me with a damn thang, got out of the drive thru parked my car and got out walking like Miss Sophia on the Color Purple....you told Harpo to beat me! Anyway I asked for the manager and the 800 number, he told me he would handle it and I said, I bet you will. I saw the number on the wall and proceeded to call on my cell phone right in her face and explained the lack of customer service skills in that establishment. I'm supposed to have it my way...remember. I also told them not to take their anger out on me due to the career they chose. These folks were no where near highschool age and no where near elderly either. The next time I went there everyone was so polite and the ghetto soldier and manager were no longer employed. "Manager position open, apply within" was the sign that greeted me

[This message has been edited by Total Elegance (edited April 12, 2001).]

ROTFLMAO!!!!! You go, girl!!!! I've got to share this story!!
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