Incompetent fools
In addition to work frustrations and idiots on the road that I want to slap, here's what happened at lunch. Dave goes to Chick-fil-a for us all and gets a bunch of orders. I ordered a Club which is a special order as you know. When he brings the food back I open mine and find that it's a chargrilled deluxe ON REGULAR BREAD. This is on top of my experience there last week when I got a deluxe with a missing top bun. I went back there expecting to demand my money back along with a correct order, but the manager on duty with an IQ of 65 gave me that slack jawed look and I just didn’t want to fuck with it anymore. Bastards. I'm writing a letter to their HQ.