BURGER KING SUCKS!!!!!



Okay. So we all have horror stories of bad fast-food experiences. About a month ago, I had a bad experience which prompted me to create a Facebook Group to promote Courtesy and bring awareness to the lack thereof. That was my way of "Putting it to the man" so to speak. I realized that was not the best approach, but, it seemed reasonable at the time. That brings me to tonight. So, everyone still in, or around Pine Bluff knows that there just isn't alot to do. Everyone knows of the joys of visiting Wal-Mart and the release on your psyche when leaving. Wal-Mart leaves me "mentally exausted". But, I digress. So when we leave Wal-Mart tonight, Mary and I decided to drive through at Burger King and get some eats. As I have a toothache at the moment, I decided on the greatest contribution to the Burger King menu, the BK Mocha Joe. Mary ordered a burger, fries & drink and a kids meal for Max. (Gracie had been to the movies with a friend and had already ate.) I failed to mention that actually ordering our food was an event in itself. The women repeated our order back like three times before all parties were in agreement. So, as we get to the window, the women tells us our total and Mary paid with her debit card. When we get to the next window to pick up our food, the women shovels our food out at us and closes the window. Mary waits until the retardinated waitress opens the window back up and tells her "We had drinks." At that time she informs us that they "Don't have some mocha." Are you fucking kidding me? Anyway, they want to refund our money and Mary says, "I paid with a debit card." Mind you, the manager was at the window. When Mary said that she huffed, threw her arms down and stomped off. The girl at the window asked could we please pull forward and they would bring it out. At that point I was about to loose all my marbles, but Mary, the "yen" to my "yang", said just stay cool. We pull up and wait about 5 minutes, which is the worst thing that could have happened. So, I got out of the car and go in to get my tasty beverage, and the girl at the front counter says, no shit, "What do you want?" I said, " MY FUCKING MOCHA JOE!" and they immediately handed it to me. It was just sitting there. If I hadn't went in, I might still be in the parking lot waiting for it.
Now we have left and have passed the I-530 interchange and Mary asks me to hand her her fries. Guess what. That's right. NO FRIES. So we turn around and go back and I went in and the manager asked me what I needed. I showed her my receipt and told her I didn't get my fries. So she rolls her eyes, and proceeds to get me my fries. I asked her if for sure she was the manager and she said yes. If it had been someone else I would have considered talking to them; however, since she seemed to be setting the example for that store, what could she have offered me in terms of reasoning? I got her name, REGINICHA. Say that on three times real fast. and decided I will make a couple of phone calls Monday.
Which brings me to the next fuck-up. Somewhat content, we are almost halfway home when Max has finished his kids meal. Like all kids do after eating a KIDS MEAL, he asks for his toy. Guess what. That's right, no toy. I could not believe it. There were 20 employees in that restaurant and they could not properly deliver a kids meal, a whopper combo and a Mocha Joe. not one mistake, but three. I guess for every $4 I spent I was entitled to an error.
As for Reginicha, you ma'am can kiss my ass. People, whether they admit it or, look to/for leadership. If I followed her example, I would be twice the asshole I am today. I will cut a teenager working part-time some slack because they have to learn proper things they might not have got at home once they are in the working sector. Reginicha however, is the last person I would want teaching my kids SHIT! Reginicha, I know you prolly spit in my Mocha Joe before I walked in and could really give a shit about the woes you caused me, and you might have even laughed a little. Just so you know, the last laugh will be mine. Act like you give a shit. IT DOES MATTER & IT WILL CATCH ON WITH OTHERS. By the way, if you hate your job that much, do us all a favor, QUIT. You epitomize the word "cunt", and for that you should be ashamed.
Posted on 9:44 PM by Esquire-Nizzle and filed under | 10 Comments »

10 comments:

Angry Patrick said... @ April 13, 2009 at 12:09 PM

Damn-izzle my frizzle!
I mean, what the hell? How many of us have all had some experience that was so similar to this. I believe it is safe to say that manager (if you could call her that) should immediately be terminated. Not a warning, not a write up but pshed out the door and pelted with a hot, steaming Whopper on the way the fuck out. And if she popped off, it would be followed by a triple thick shake upside that dome.
Look...I know fast food is not glamorous. Nobody woke up and said, "Man, I wish my career was at Burger King!" (except possibly Kirstie Alley). I get that. But here's thething...if you accept a job offer then you have an obligation to perform at your very best no matter what that task is. We all slip up now and again and we all slack off sometimes but if you agreed to sling burgers for $9.50 an hour then you better be doing your best to be the fucking Wild Bill of Burger Slingers. If you don't want to be there...if you hate every waking moment...THEN QUIT THE DAMNED JOB, ASS GOBLIN! It ain't like you can't find another $9.50 an hour job anywhere. If you think you are above BK, Wal Mart and all of those jobs then go to school and find a trade that you like. However, no matter what you do, treating people good is the number on thing that leads to success. So Regichnosis or Regensteina or whatever the hell her name is will suck no matter where she is because her problem is she doesn't value people. I might suggest goingthrough the drivethru again, after getting the order go ahead and call Regulatia over to the window and let the Whopper assault begin. Nothing like a 100% all beef, flame broiled patty in your face to help you realize this may not be the job for you!

Esquire-Nizzle said... @ April 13, 2009 at 1:31 PM

I love the suggestion P-Bizzle. Reginacha, or whatever, sux as a people person. Hiring her to be a manager is like electing Dubya for a third term in office. Sure, if you want to fuck it up, it is a grand idea. As for your suggestion on taking it up at the drive thru........momma always said that violence isn't the answer; however, some times you got to get one wrong on purpose. Thanks for your support on this issue and I will keep you up to date as the saga unfolds. Pimps up!

-Esqu-izzle

Anonymous said... @ April 14, 2009 at 3:45 PM

WellShizzle!! The sad thing is that this is Pine Bluff and regardless of where you go one of Reginaica's homies will probably be working there! It sucks but that is life in Pine Bluff. You either deal with the Reginica's in person or the foreigner's on the phone who can barely understand the English language, much less speak it! Regardless No One gives a shit anymore about anything! I wish I could say that I always treat people the way that I wish to be treated but living in Pine Bluff it is really hard to do that! Everywhere you go in this town you have to deal with a Reginica!

Esquire-Nizzle said... @ April 14, 2009 at 4:06 PM

Thanks for your input Anonymous-izzle! I should know better than to expect anything near courtesy when visiting ANY establishment in Pine Bluff........but, what can I say. I'm a dreamer. Being treated "somewhat" nice is something I demand from anyone. I practice what I preach and treat others how I wish to be treated. A smile and a thank you can go a long way. Thanks again Christy, I mean Anonymous-izzle. Keep in touch! SUBSCRIBE!

Chisty-izzle said... @ April 14, 2009 at 5:07 PM

Ok. I have to add to the comment I made earlier. My daughter and I both are the people that Reginica hate. You know the one's with the complicated orders. Well my fiance'gets made because we always either add something or take away something from our order. For example at McDonald's, Haley orders a McChicken with no lettuce add cheese. But I don't see what the big deal is! I mean there is a button on the freakin register that says "McChicken" and you should push that button, then "add cheese" and you push that, then "no lettuce" and you push that! How hard can it possibly be??
I mean for real it's not that complicated! Reginica is just a lazy, no good...... I understand the point my fiance' is trying to make by saying that if they can't even get an order right the way it suppose to be made then you can't expect them to make a special order correctly, but it is my money and I hate it but I don't care if it's a special order or not.I be damned if I am paying for extra damn cheese then I want my extra damn cheese and I be damned if I apologize cause I paid extra to add the cheese and Reginica screws it up and has to remake it. There is a perfect example of how people that work in fast food places act, you can find in on you-tube. It is Reginica to a tee and she is taking orders. The customer orders an oreo-shake. Reginica rolls her eyes and tells the customer, gurl you get a coke. I ain't even messin with all them cookies and that machine with all them buttons on it and I don't even know what they do. You get a coke. How real is that? It happens all the time! Okay I'm done for now. LOL

Leg Up Woodie said... @ April 14, 2009 at 9:45 PM

I'm one of those in the theory that its worth the drive to not have spit on my onion rings, or ketchup fingerprints on my burgers. I haven't had good food from a fast food restuarant in years unless its from the Chik-fil-a,"& no, that's not an endorsement".

Esquire-Nizzle said... @ April 17, 2009 at 12:42 AM

Woodall....I knew you were a corporate whore for Chick-Fil-A! LOL! Well, down here in the Bluff, good restaurants are few and far between. Don't get me wrong, there are some excellent mom and pop joints that rock, but they are usually packed and you can't get in. And the fact that I have the kids with me usually, fast food is just plain ole' convenient. Thanx for the comment! See you Saturday Night!

Caramel-Izzle said... @ April 21, 2009 at 5:52 PM

This is toooo damn funny! Whats even funnier is that Ive had to call the 1800 number on their asses before too!! Same damn store!!! And it was the crazy beyotch at the second window that started it all!!

Esquire-Nizzle said... @ April 22, 2009 at 12:23 AM

Appreciate that my mocha-latte friend! You know my feelings aren't hurt any more. Thanks for stopping by!

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