Dairy Queen

This place is so gross. My brother and I came in here on a sunny Sunday afternoon in search of some Blizzards. Instead, what we got were two snotty teenage girls with long unkept hair behind the counter with no brains giving us attitudes for no reason. While I was placing my order with one girl, she actually LIFTED HER SHIRT UP to nearly her bra for whatever reason. Perhaps this is a new mating technique I am unaware of. my younger brother (about the same age as the girl) surely wasn’t complaining. Anyway, my brother and I waited for our food to be made and that is when a few moments later, the other girl came around the corner and said, «excuse me your food is done. it is up here but you have to come get it. and pay for it first.» I don’t know if perhaps it was the area we were in that they are used to customers dining and dashing but I was, for the second time that day, appalled at how they interacted with me; did she really think we were going to eat and not pay? I had a Gucci wallet in my hand! Nevertheless, I paid a whole twelve dollars and got the hell out of there as fast as I could. It is a shame, had those girls not been on their phones the entire time and mopped the floors a little bit (the place was actually filthy but that is another review in itself) and wiped the counters, it would have looked half decent.