Down With Popeyes
Yesterday after dropping my mother off at work, my brother and I decided that we wanted to some popeyes since we was coming from bloomington it was feasible to make pit stop in south Minneapolis (I really don’t like to south side anyways). So we already had some cash, our mother decided to bless us with some bless her heart, we went straight there. I generally don’t carry cash since getting direct deposit like 5 years ago so we end up always having to find an atm because they’re the only place that don’t accept visa. So we placed our order at the drive thru and we are being rushed to order as if there was a line. So we both had ordered chicken strips meals and were supposed to get sweet and sour sauce with them. After I pull around hand her the cash, she almost throws the food through the window, and quickly shuts here window, but I need some honey for my biscuits, so I wait then she come back and was says, What do you need?…..just rude. so I got my honey. I pull off and come to find out there is no sauce in the bag. So drive around so my brother can go in, they tell him that they need to see the receipt in the bag; he comes out to the car but there is not receipt in the bag, I tell him to bring the whole bag back in. So then they want to search through the bag to make sure there are chicken strips in there. Like where is the customer service, what happened to the customer is always right.
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