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Sometimes things happen in restraunts that are really unbelievable.
Taco Bell
My friend Jerry and I went to Taco Bell at Southridge Shopping Center. At the counter we placed our order, Jerry commented about how many earrings this boy (Josh) had in one ear by saying "That must have hurt". I pointed out another boy that had a post sticking out of his lip. Josh said, "No, this is what really hurt". As he pulled his shirt up to reveal his sore looking pierced nipples. I said, "Yuck!" Then the other boy came over and showed us inside his mouth, he mad many piercings in his lips and tongue. We were disgusted and sickened. The young boy then said, we should see his girlfriend's vagina. (He was much more colorful with his language). Needless to say, this was a bad experience. I really didn't need to see a young boy's oozing infected nipples as he handed me my food. I tried to work it out with the manager Kelly. She said, "All you have to do is go to a store of your choice and tell them your name and receive a free meal to replace the one you did not enjoy". I said that I didn't feel comfortable doing that. Kelly threw a fit. She said she was offended. I told her I was sorry I offended her and that she should be more tolerant. She then threw a royal fit. She told me I had no right to judge her character. Then pretty much told me to get lost. I then talked to Jim, the marketing manager. He apologized for the boys, the manager, and offered me a free taco. I told him that I was treated very rudely by the manager. He suggested that I call 1-800-TACOBELL because he did not think that I was treated fairly. He told me that Kelly the manager should have settled the problem and that I deserve more compensation than he was allowed to give. I then called the Taco Bell Hotline. 1-800-TACOBELL. I got all sorts of apologies from all sorts of people. Jim's superior gave me book of coupons that can be redeemed at any Taco Bell without giving my name to anyone. Jim's boss was cool about the problem. Taco Bell is a good place to eat as long as the food is hot and fresh, and the employees keep their clothes on. :)
The Strand
It was my first time in The Strand, Hale Street, Charleston. The smell of smoke didn't really bother me. I went to the cafeteria style counter and pointed out the food I wanted. I said, "I'll have the chicken". As the old man behind the counter prepared my lunch plate I noticed burnt cigar ashes falling from the cigar he was smoking. The ashes covered the mashed potatos like black pepper. As he handed me my meal I said, "I don't think so, you got a bunch of cigar ashes in the mashed potato bin". He then grabbed a spoon and stirred the ashes into the potatos as if they were some type of gourmet spice. The old man called me all sorts of filthy names and came around the counter to throw me out. I was backing away from the old guy when a thin black man jumped between us. The old man must have felt safe because he then started throwing punches around the thin black man, still he was yelling and screaming as I was backing out the door. A special thanks goes out to the thin black man because I sure would not have wanted to defend myself and run the risk of that old fart having a heart attack on me.
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