Things fast food places do that make you mad. Which one makes the most mistakes?

[cheerfulgreek]

Originally Posted by ASTalumna06

Don’t even get me started on Ponderosa.

lol go ahead and start. I have a feeling you're going to type something that's going to make me laugh really hard.

I'll start. When I was in highschool back in Mn. I had this teacher who said Ponderosa goes right through him, like about 15 minutes after eating it.

[christiangirl]

Originally Posted by AGDee

When my kids were young, they ask me "Momma, would you put my shoes on?" and I would say (every single time!) "They don't fit me". They would burst into giggles and say "No! On me!" In time, they got it though.

This just reminded me of the time my friend started to have sex with her boyfriend right after they "vowed abstinence." She started to feel guilty and said "Get off!"

He said, "Hold on, I'm trying." She had to clarify "No, off of ME." Bwahahaha!

Originally Posted by jessica.lanelle

I was not going to say anything, but since people have decided to jump down my throat about something completely insignificant, I am going to speak up for myself. Let me just clarify that the "with no lettuce" was an afterthought. It was not said as a sentence. Don 't imply that I can't speak English. You are not the only college graduate on this message board. She should have known that I did not mean lettuce on the tater tots. Secondly, you really have some nerve telling me to get over myself. You do not have the slightest clue about my personality, and you certainly cannot tell from a post on a message board. You think you can just bully people and run them off with your rudeness. You don't own Greek Chat and I did not do anything to warrant such a barrage of hate and disrespect.

[agzg]

Originally Posted by epchick

When you tell someone to "f--ing forget about" you do show some of your personality. No one here is jumping down your throat. We are entitled to our opinions just like you are to yours. You really just need to take a chill pill. There is no one here that is bullying you, or "running you off with rudeness."

You decided to post a story that YOU thought was funny, but that some of us didn't. I personally found it rude, on your part.

When I was working at the bullseye, I had a realization. Most people who are crappy a giving customer service (fast food people who are rude, store personnel who ignore customers) are that way because they've been mistreated by customers. I tried my darnedest every day to be really nice and friendly all the time, but some days it was so hard because every time I turned around I got yelled at. While getting yelled at, I would employ my "blank stare."

[RU OX Alum]

Originally Posted by alphagamzetagam

When I was working at the bullseye, I had a realization. Most people who are crappy a giving customer service (fast food people who are rude, store personnel who ignore customers) are that way because they've been mistreated by customers. I tried my darnedest every day to be really nice and friendly all the time, but some days it was so hard because every time I turned around I got yelled at. While getting yelled at, I would employ my "blank stare."

yeah, pretty much

people at the video store were mean

/hijack

they are supposed to be building a sonic's near my work, but haven't seemed to have started yet.

[Fawn Liebowitz]

This just reminded me of the time my friend started to have sex with her boyfriend right after they "vowed abstinence." She started to feel guilty and said "Get off!"

He said, "Hold on, I'm trying." She had to clarify "No, off of ME." Bwahahaha!

I'm going to be laughing about this for days.

[jessica.lanelle]

Originally Posted by SWTXBelle

Jumping down your throat???
Hate???
Disrespect???

Ummm . . . did you notice the ? I think you are too thin-skinned to be on the internet if you are going to react like that to an innocuous comment like MC's. I haven't noticed any comments about your personality - Really, you are overreacting. We at GC all have to have a sense of humour about ourselves. Today you are the subject of a little laugh, tomorrow it will be me or Mystic Cat.

Yes, you are right. I misunderstood. I apologize to everyone.

[RU OX Alum]

^^It's okay.

Sonic has made me mad by opening the closest location all the way where I used to work that I should have quit anyway before I did because it was too far away from where I used to live which puts it at almost an hour away from here where I work now (about 30-45mins. from down town, all the way out by 288)

I think Bullet's has sesame seeds.

[MysticCat]

Originally Posted by jessica.lanelle

Yes, you are right. I misunderstood. I apologize to everyone.

No problem.

Originally Posted by AGDee

When my kids were young, they ask me "Momma, would you put my shoes on?" and I would say (every single time!) "They don't fit me". They would burst into giggles and say "No! On me!" In time, they got it though.

LOL. Yeah, our kids have to deal with us doing the old tried-and-true "I don't know, can you?" when they ask if they can have or do something.

Back to fast-food . . . .

[ASTalumna06]

Originally Posted by cheerfulgreek

lol go ahead and start. I have a feeling you're going to type something that's going to make me laugh really hard.

I'll start. When I was in highschool back in Mn. I had this teacher who said Ponderosa goes right through him, like about 15 minutes after eating it.

Remember when you were a kid, in elementary school, and you saw the menu for your cafeteria? You thought, “Yes! It’s pizza and tater tots day!” You’d be all excited and amped up. All of the other kids would be thrilled, too. It’d be on your mind ALL morning, as you were bored as hell in class, and starving because you didn’t eat enough breakfast.

Finally it’s lunchtime. You grab your money and head to the café.

Immediately when you walk in, you realize that the room has a funny smell. It usually does, but on this particular day, it’s slightly different. You ignore it and run, attempting to be as close to the front of the line as possible. You grab your tray and wait patiently while the kids who ran just a little bit faster get their food.

The kid in front of you is picking his nose and eating it, and you’re pretty sure he hasn’t combed his hair in a week. He gets his tater tots, and after scratching his head and shoving his finger 5 inches up his nose, he picks up a tot and eats it.

The girl behind you keeps talking to you about something that you care nothing about. She bumps into you repeatedly. You’re not sure if she’s doing it on purpose because she likes you, or if she’s simply clueless and annoying as hell. Either way, you don’t care. You feel like punching her in the face.

At last, it’s your turn. You see the pizza. You see the tots. They’re within arm’s reach, but they’re behind glass. But through that dirty glass, you can see that the food really isn’t living up to your expectations. The tots are falling apart, and the pizza looks like something out of a slasher movie with the inordinate amount of sauce that’s on it. You think, “Hey, looks can be deceiving… it’s pizza and taters!” All you have to do is wait for some nice lady to scoop up the tots in that big metal spoon, drop them onto a plate, and hand them to you. It’s happening. They’re falling. She’s handing you the plate… and then you look up and realize that the woman who just handed them to you is quite possibly the nastiest person you’ve ever seen. She’s the ogre of the lunchroom and she just handed you your food. You start to second guess the quality of what’s been put on your plate. You’re pretty sure you either won’t eat, or you’ll eat and possibly die. Decisions, decisions.

That’s Ponderosa. You get excited to go out to eat. You arrive and see pictures and descriptions of what appears to be delicious food. There’s a weird smell, but you choose to ignore it. You get to the food and realize that to classify it as such should be considered a crime. Someone reaches around you to refill one of the silver trays. You glance at them for only a moment, but it leaves enough of an impression for you to know that if you looked like that, you’d probably kill yourself. You look to your right, you look to your left, and you become aware of the fact that you’re the only person in there who hasn’t a.) skipped a shower that morning, b.) married their cousin, or c.) been on Ricki Lake or Jerry Springer at some point in your life. You debate as to whether or not you should eat the food. You do. And you hate yourself for the next three days. Or at least until you can wash that disgusting smell out of your clothes.

[LucyKKG]

Originally Posted by ASTalumna06

Remember when you were a kid, in elementary school, and you saw the menu for your cafeteria? You thought, “Yes! It’s pizza and tater tots day!” You’d be all excited and amped up. All of the other kids would be thrilled, too. It’d be on your mind ALL morning, as you were bored as hell in class, and starving because you didn’t eat enough breakfast.

Finally it’s lunchtime. You grab your money and head to the café.

Immediately when you walk in, you realize that the room has a funny smell. It usually does, but on this particular day, it’s slightly different. You ignore it and run, attempting to be as close to the front of the line as possible. You grab your tray and wait patiently while the kids who ran just a little bit faster get their food.

The kid in front of you is picking his nose and eating it, and you’re pretty sure he hasn’t combed his hair in a week. He gets his tater tots, and after scratching his head and shoving his finger 5 inches up his nose, he picks up a tot and eats it.

The girl behind you keeps talking to you about something that you care nothing about. She bumps into you repeatedly. You’re not sure if she’s doing it on purpose because she likes you, or if she’s simply clueless and annoying as hell. Either way, you don’t care. You feel like punching her in the face.

At last, it’s your turn. You see the pizza. You see the tots. They’re within arm’s reach, but they’re behind glass. But through that dirty glass, you can see that the food really isn’t living up to your expectations. The tots are falling apart, and the pizza looks like something out of a slasher movie with the inordinate amount of sauce that’s on it. You think, “Hey, looks can be deceiving… it’s pizza and taters!” All you have to do is wait for some nice lady to scoop up the tots in that big metal spoon, drop them onto a plate, and hand them to you. It’s happening. They’re falling. She’s handing you the plate… and then you look up and realize that the woman who just handed them to you is quite possibly the nastiest person you’ve ever seen. She’s the ogre of the lunchroom and she just handed you your food. You start to second guess the quality of what’s been put on your plate. You’re pretty sure you either won’t eat, or you’ll eat and possibly die. Decisions, decisions.

That’s Ponderosa. You get excited to go out to eat. You arrive and see pictures and descriptions of what appears to be delicious food. There’s a weird smell, but you choose to ignore it. You get to the food and realize that to classify it as such should be considered a crime. Someone reaches around you to refill one of the silver trays. You glance at them for only a moment, but it leaves enough of an impression for you to know that if you looked like that, you’d probably kill yourself. You look to your right, you look to your left, and you become aware of the fact that you’re the only person in there who hasn’t a.) skipped a shower that morning, b.) married their cousin, or c.) been on Ricki Lake or Jerry Springer at some point in your life. You debate as to whether or not you should eat the food. You do. And you hate yourself for the next three days. Or at least until you can wash that disgusting smell out of your clothes.

Ahahahahahh ewwwwwwww! <3 <3 <3

[epchick]

Originally Posted by alphagamzetagam

When I was working at the bullseye, I had a realization. Most people who are crappy a giving customer service (fast food people who are rude, store personnel who ignore customers) are that way because they've been mistreated by customers. I tried my darnedest every day to be really nice and friendly all the time, but some days it was so hard because every time I turned around I got yelled at. While getting yelled at, I would employ my "blank stare."

Yes, I remember when I was working (at both food & retail places) I'd try my hardest to give good customer service b/c that is how i'd wanna be treated. But sheeesh, some people are not even worth it. Some days, the "good" customers would make up for the bad ones, but then there were days where it was just one bad customer after another.

[agzg]

Originally Posted by epchick

Yes, I remember when I was working (at both food & retail places) I'd try my hardest to give good customer service b/c that is how i'd wanna be treated. But sheeesh, some people are not even worth it. Some days, the "good" customers would make up for the bad ones, but then there were days where it was just one bad customer after another.

Sometimes when people were flipping out I would TRY HARDER. I know it doesn't make ANY sense whatsoever, but I kept thinking to myself "I am smart and educated and nice and if I try my damndest, this person HAS to see it, then they will love me and tell all my bosses I'm the best damned team member they ever had."

It never worked.

[cheerfulgreek]

Originally Posted by jessica.lanelle

I was not going to say anything, but since people have decided to jump down my throat about something completely insignificant, I am going to speak up for myself. Let me just clarify that the "with no lettuce" was an afterthought. It was not said as a sentence. Don 't imply that I can't speak English. You are not the only college graduate on this message board. She should have known that I did not mean lettuce on the tater tots. Secondly, you really have some nerve telling me to get over myself. You do not have the slightest clue about my personality, and you certainly cannot tell from a post on a message board. You think you can just bully people and run them off with your rudeness. You don't own Greek Chat and I did not do anything to warrant such a barrage of hate and disrespect.

lol jessica, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing because I know how you feel. Believe me, I do. (((hug)))

Originally Posted by ASTalumna06

Remember when you were a kid, in elementary school, and you saw the menu for your cafeteria? You thought, “Yes! It’s pizza and tater tots day!” You’d be all excited and amped up. All of the other kids would be thrilled, too. It’d be on your mind ALL morning, as you were bored as hell in class, and starving because you didn’t eat enough breakfast.

Finally it’s lunchtime. You grab your money and head to the café.

Immediately when you walk in, you realize that the room has a funny smell. It usually does, but on this particular day, it’s slightly different. You ignore it and run, attempting to be as close to the front of the line as possible. You grab your tray and wait patiently while the kids who ran just a little bit faster get their food.

The kid in front of you is picking his nose and eating it, and you’re pretty sure he hasn’t combed his hair in a week. He gets his tater tots, and after scratching his head and shoving his finger 5 inches up his nose, he picks up a tot and eats it.

The girl behind you keeps talking to you about something that you care nothing about. She bumps into you repeatedly. You’re not sure if she’s doing it on purpose because she likes you, or if she’s simply clueless and annoying as hell. Either way, you don’t care. You feel like punching her in the face.

At last, it’s your turn. You see the pizza. You see the tots. They’re within arm’s reach, but they’re behind glass. But through that dirty glass, you can see that the food really isn’t living up to your expectations. The tots are falling apart, and the pizza looks like something out of a slasher movie with the inordinate amount of sauce that’s on it. You think, “Hey, looks can be deceiving… it’s pizza and taters!” All you have to do is wait for some nice lady to scoop up the tots in that big metal spoon, drop them onto a plate, and hand them to you. It’s happening. They’re falling. She’s handing you the plate… and then you look up and realize that the woman who just handed them to you is quite possibly the nastiest person you’ve ever seen. She’s the ogre of the lunchroom and she just handed you your food. You start to second guess the quality of what’s been put on your plate. You’re pretty sure you either won’t eat, or you’ll eat and possibly die. Decisions, decisions.

That’s Ponderosa. You get excited to go out to eat. You arrive and see pictures and descriptions of what appears to be delicious food. There’s a weird smell, but you choose to ignore it. You get to the food and realize that to classify it as such should be considered a crime. Someone reaches around you to refill one of the silver trays. You glance at them for only a moment, but it leaves enough of an impression for you to know that if you looked like that, you’d probably kill yourself. You look to your right, you look to your left, and you become aware of the fact that you’re the only person in there who hasn’t a.) skipped a shower that morning, b.) married their cousin, or c.) been on Ricki Lake or Jerry Springer at some point in your life. You debate as to whether or not you should eat the food. You do. And you hate yourself for the next three days. Or at least until you can wash that disgusting smell out of your clothes.

My God this post is hilarious. lol lol The lunch room memories. Ponderosa is SO gross.

Speaking of the lunch room school days, I remember we had cold lunch and hot lunch. I remember a lot of kids would say it was usually the poor kids that would buy the lunch tickets. They would eat the disgusting stuff in the cafeteria. I didn't think they were poor, but a lot of kids used to tease them because of it. My mom used to pack my lunch for me, and I would buy the milk tickets. I remember they had two separate lines. A hot lunch line and a cold lunch line before going to the cafeteria.

Did anyone have the whole lunch ticket thing?

[ASTalumna06]

^^ Now it's starting to come back to me.

We had these mini envelopes that were a little larger than a credit card. You'd put your name on them and put an X over the day that you wanted lunch. Then you'd put your money inside. I forget who we'd give it to or how they'd keep track, though.

And we had a hot lunch and cold lunch, too. Although I can't remember what was offered in either one. It was tooooo long ago!

[PeppyGPhiB]

Yet more restaurants we don't have here...Ponderosa, Shoney's...

Do y'all have Old Country Buffet? I've never been there, but we have a few at some malls around here.