Wendy’s

They make you pay the same price for a salad without chicken and then pay EXTRA for pecans because apparently at this location and this location alone, do you get only one bag of pecans for both a half and a full size salad.

The fries are weak, the grease is old. I know this because I taste old grease. I’m not a type of person who needs an exceedingly large amount of salt, but just a bare minimum will do and guess what there was none. Weak, flaccid, and cut too short fries.
The chicken sandwich is juicy good, I know this because when I bit into the sandwich juices was squirting onto my tongue. It wasn’t the best, but it was good for the moment.
I sampled a chicken nugget and it was spicy, but can’t say it was delicious for I know what’s in nuggets: chicken by-​products. It was OK.

Best service I have had a Wendy’s. Thank you Roberta, you were very friendly and fast. If you find yourself here, make sure to say hi to Roberta.

Wendy’s is one of my favorite fast «food» chains since Dave Thomas and I were in the same fraternity. I have to preface my one star review by saying that at other locations the food is suitable for my basic requirements of bacon — what this particular location did to food should be illegal. And not a cool malum prohibitum crime like selling drugs to a conscientious adult or speeding 20mph over the limit on a deserted highway on a sunny afternoon day with high visibility, but a malum in se crime like Tate Langdon-​style setting Larry Harvey on fire in his office. Wendy’s did not treat me right and I will not come back to this location even though it is more convenient than the one on Kirby.
I was the only car in line at the drive-​thru and the woman was straight up rude to me. It’s not like the old gal was frazzled by being busy. Maybe her boss just yelled at her but I don’t know, it’s impressive to be that rude on an intercom. After seeing how many visible prison tattoos she had on her arms and neck I didn’t take too much offense, it’s not like she had specific knowledge that I was a prick, I am sure everyone gets treated uniformly. So it hurt double because she clearly did not receive the memo that I am a delicate, bold, and high maintenance peacock that requires constant preening and attention from polite others. Especially now, generally, at this point in my life with how this year has been treating me. After the trainwreck of a week I had, culminating in being in a conversation where it was unironically uttered that «I need you to fuck me as hard as I hate myself» I would say that this Wendy’s managed to follow through with the request compliantly, albeit in a different way than intended by taking $ 5 and giving me something that promptly ended up in the garbage. Fast «food» is basically when I have just given up trying (unless I am stuck at an airport or somewhere else where nothing is available) for one reason or many at the same time. It follows suit with Robert Downey Jr. openly talking about hitting rock bottom in his life with a trunk full of drugs he stopped at Burger King and bit into such a disgusting burger that he looked at the state of affairs in his life and then he dumped the drugs into the ocean and the rest is history as he went on to do Iron Man, Avengers, and such. Which is one of the best stories ever because it is RDJ, but also because like Stephen Fry discussing his suicide attempt in 2012 he doesn’t hide behind his celebrity, he actually puts his own life under the microscope in an effort to educate the normies and to offer solidarity to anyone else going through similar sorts of things.
Biting into this Son of Baconator was the same disgusting feeling as RDJ at Burger King. I haven’t used hyperbole in like 100 weeks but this was literally the worst burger ever. Even prison inmates would not trade one cigarette for this burger. It was that bad. Opening the bun to inspect further realized ugly chaos. The cheese was not fully melted so it was obvious how atrociously fake and waxy it was, or that it came out of a very fucking diseased herpes cow, likely in the Appalachian area where cows are not just good eatin’ but also a mistress for when sister/​wife is out of town. Instead of the requisite four bacon pieces it is supposed to have there two and it looked like it came out of a sickly pig since they were thin and so heavily salted/​nitrated I think this bacon was more likely developed in a GMO secretive lab’s petri dish and it was supposed to go into the Hall of Terrifying Fucking Things Science Has Created but someone forgot to fill out the cover letter for the TPS report and it ended up on my Son of Baconator instead. Instead of a reasonable dollop of mayo with a correspondingly reasonable amount of ketchup for flare, it looked like the jar of mayo had been dumped on the burger. When I took the burger out of the wrapper it was everywhere, streaming down the sides of the bun. A little bit of mayo, like opera, goes a long way. This was insane how much mayo there was — nobody could like mayo that much, not even Shania Twain.
*hits Wendy with a rolled up newspaper* bad Wendy. *spritzes Wendy with a water bottle sprayer* very bad Wendy.

This place has the worst customer service. If it was possible id give it zero stars. Flies. Period. Sass and attitude from the workers. I ordered nuggets and was supposed to get dipping sauce. Needless to say I didn’t get any

You want flies with that?
Went to this Wendys before a dynamo game and it was the most disgusting eating experience of my life. The restaurant was understaffed and the line to order food was long. It took forever just to order your food. They also didn’t have the fountain drinks available to the public instead they were behind the counter and you also had to wait if you wanted a refill. But the most horrible part was the flies in the restuarant. They were flying around freely and were attracted to our food you spent most of your time swating them away than enjoying your food. I lost my appetite and left with my drink, I didn’t bother going for a refill.