Dairy Queen

Worst Dairy Queen. Waited 15 minutes for a blizzard. Ran out of brownie. Fortunately we were just stopping thru town. If you are in a rush DONT go to this Dairy Queen.

Can we just talk about this Dairy Queen for a second? I swear to God, at any given time, half the employees are stoned. I grew up in Kearney and remember this was the place where anyone– and I mean, anyone– in the high school could get a job, so I’m not sure why I’m surprised about this. But be prepared for twenty-​five-​minute waits in a five-​car drive through line. Be prepared for them not to hear your order by the third, fourth time you’ve screamed it into the box, loudly enough so that the people three cars behind can hear it and judge you. Be prepared to hear no confirmation at the end of your order. «Do you… want me to pull forward?» you will ask the box; you’ll use the same rhetorical church-​tone with which you address God with. You do not expect a reply. You will get your item and find something is wrong with it and begrudgingly go inside and ask to speak to a manager. To your dismay, the manager will be fifteen, sixteen at the most, and the whole experience will make you feel bad. When you get back to your car your new ice cream will be melting and you will say screw it and drive to Cold Stone.