Burger King

I can’t stand when my fries taste like fish. They’re going straight in the garbage can. The cheeseburger looked like it was dug out of the trash & had cold unmelted cheese. SERVICE WAS SUPER SLOW! I know not to expect perfection with fast food — but this was far worse than usual.
Prob good idea to just hit the other shoddy Burger King on 7^th.

This is my burger king! The girls who work here at night are sassy and awesome. They always have us pull around, for some reason, even if there is NO ONE there or in line behind us and we wait in the parking lot. Then they bring out the burgers and apologize and tell us how fresh the burgers are. The food is never even very good, but I love this freaking burger king because of those girls. They have occasionally made my night.

The Good– There’s an Ethiopian guy that works the early mornings that is the only reason I come to this BK. I can’t say enough good things about him. He actually makes my mornings sometimes. I’m embarrassed to say that his name escapes me at this moment.
The Ugly: March 9^th 4:50pm. Blk haired girl with red streaks. Her usual mean and nasty self. This time screamed at me while taking my order. I ordered value coke. She said diet coke. I said, no reg coke. Noticed she rang up non value coke and asked if there was a value coke. She started screaming, «I asked you if you wanted a value coke.» Let’s say reception wasn’t clear, still no reason to scream and lie about what you asked. At the window she glared me down and threw my food at me. Sigh. Sadly, this is pretty typical of this location during second and third shift.
I got her to laugh once awhile back, but I think I was got lucky that day. I ordered a side of hot man at the end of my order in an attempt to try to break past the icy rude treatment. She asked me, what was that? Once she got it she screamed with laughter and her coworkers came to the window to say hi to me and laugh some more. I guess our bond was short lived.