Pretzel Time

I generally don’t eat at these places. But my sister stopped by (the one near Game Stop) because my 3 year old nephew kept going on and on that he wanted a pretzel dog.
–Dude handed my sister a dog completely black underneath
–After we established that a picky 3 year old will not a eat a burned dog, dude insisted it was not burned.
–Dude then proceeded to show us the other pretzels (not burned) and say they looked the same as the pretzel we have… he must of though that we were blind. I’m going to guess that all «black» people look the same to him as well.
–After my sister got her money back, puts the same burned dog back in the window for someone else to buy.
Places to add to never frequent again… Prezel Time. Check!