Today was ...scary. Nubs is wondering if crusties really that bad?
So I go just after the lunch rush to KFC to use the restroom and get food togo. I go up to the counter and order and get my bag. I then check it at a table really fast. I find out in my heat exhausted state i had said one thing but meant another. I silently look at my receipt and the menu board and cursed myself for not paying attention.
It wasn't what I wanted but it was food and it was what I had ordered. One of the employees saw my look and asked what was wrong and I told him I had mixed up the order numbers when ordering but it was fine and wished him a good day. He asked me to wait a moment and within a few minutes i had a fresh hot order of what I really wanted and a drink ontop of it when I was planning on just dealing with what I had.
THEY WERE APOLOGIZING LIKE THEY WERE THE ONES WHO FUCKED UP.
Are things THAT bad where fast food workers are expected to drop everything and lick the customers boots if asked? I was entirely annoyed at only myself as they can't read my mind.
I took it because they insisted but I feel bad about it. Like when an older person tries to give you money when you know they need it more but you also know it will upset them if you don't take it.