Dunkin’ Donuts

My Dunkin. A ritual spot for a cup o ‘joe on all my road trips. Or when I just want coffee cuz yeah. I’m no coffee snob. Dunkin coffee is good in my book. Whatevz.
I keep giving this Dunkin my money because of location location location and well… also out of sheer loyalty. Because they are consistently inconsistent. I order the same thing every time. EVERY time. A cup of coffee with an even ratio of cream and sugar. And it tastes different every time. EVERY SINGLE time. Same Order. Different Every Time. Sigh. There’s such a peaceful security in expecting the constant fumble. How will it taste THIS time when I pop in?!
The guys get sloppy. And hand me a cup that has some drip on the side. Sometimes its lukewarm and sometimes its too piping hot. The drive through gets cranky and cannot understand my simple order. The donuts taste like flavorless powder in the air.
And yet I am faithful to Dunkin. Cuz we have a ritual. And its where I stop on my way to Nashville or Chattanooga or the Smokies or actually anywhere. It’s my trusty-​hot-​mess Dunkin.

Well, at least the coffee is hot.(But really, most Dunkins are so busy that hot coffee isn’t usually am issue.) They were out of a number of donuts and baked goods when we came here on a Sunday afternoon. They folks working the counter had little to no personality. One gal even got an attitude when our coffee came out wrong and we asked for it to be fixed (and it was just a regular coffee with cream, for goodness sake!) Only positives were that our coffee was free due to a Vols football promo (thanks DD!) and the bathroom was clean. Oh, and hot coffee.

This location didnt have much to choose from.
As seen in the photo. But, they had our favorite: Crème filled… yummy.

Management is rude and hasty. Quality lacks in their products. Much rather drive to Campbell Station for bagels instead. They’ve lost a weekly customer due to their poor treatment.