PLANO, TEXAS -- Manager took my order. When I got to the window, I wasn't sure if there was another window that I needed to go to since he took my credit card then handed it back to me and shut his window without words. He finally came back with my food. I checked my order, looked for my receipt, and handed my kids their beef sandwich. When I brought to the attention of the manager that I did not receive my receipt, he rolled his neck and said he gave me my receipt. He stated that he hands receipts back with credit cards. I said, "No, I am sorry, but it is not in here."
I checked with my credit card that I set in the compartment near my driver seat. I checked under the last beef sandwich that was in the bag. He said, "Mam. I know what I am doing and I always give the receipt. I put it in the bag." OK - He just said he gave it to me with my credit card. Now, he states he always puts it in the bag.
He said, "If you are just saying you didn't get a receipt to get a free combo, then I will give you this card (as he held on to it very tightly waving it in my face), but I am sure I gave you the receipt." I said, "Sir, I really don't need free food, but if your protocol is to give a receipt and you don't give me one, then it is your policy that we alert the manager and a free meal is honored at the next visit."
As he accused me of "just wanting free food", I tossed the bag back up onto the window ledge and told him he could check the bag. He had the nerve to crumble the bag and throw it back at my face!! I went inside and told him that the only reason I am asking for a receipt is to keep up with the money spent on feeding my children vs groceries to cook, because it is very hard for me to cook due to an injured arm and I want to justify the spending at restaurants. He said, "Well, I am going to apologize, but you need to apologize to me first!"
I stated that I wanted my order replaced and the card for my combo since he did not follow his protocol AND I wanted my receipt still with his name on it so I could complaint to the higher up. This is not a store that I visit... this was my first time here. I happened to take food to my ill aunt and uncle who just lost a sister and this happened to be on the way home. I will NEVER visit this location again!! NOT EVEN FOR THE FREE COMBO! POOR POOR CUSTOMER SERVICE!!
CHAMPAIGN, ILLINOIS -- Went to Arbys store # 24 on Springfield. Mom and I have not had a Super Arby for a long time, so that is what we asked for. Opened it up and it was a regular roast beef and on the receipt it said classic - it did have lettuce and tomato. To me the sandwich was awful. What happened to the super. It had some kind of french dressing stuff on it. We did not complain or take it back but was very disappointed. We both love Arbys. But if they did away with the super, they should have said something I would of got one of the other choices. Just disappointed in what I was expecting.
WASHINGTON, INDIANA -- We went to Arby's in Washington last night for dinner. It took us 10 minutes just to place our order. The manager on duty was outside smoking when we pulled in. When we seen her come in she never washed her hands and proceeded to handle the food. As we just and ate our Food we could hear her cursing and being very loud and UNprofessional. We will not be returning to Arby's if she is working. We were very disappointed in her ability to manage the store. We always pick a restaurant. Once a week to eat dinner at and the service we received. Monday evening was horrible. She looked very young and in our opinion had no business being in charge..
BANGOR, MAINE -- We paid for our dinner, then I visited the bathroom which was so dirty I almost gagged and the odor stayed with me throughout my meal. We were then served by a group of people that were standing in a corner around a table talking, they all wore very soiled and stained shirts and were very disheveled people. No manners, no personality, at all. It was as though we were bothering them. Our order was half processed while we waited at our table for the remainder of our order.
Upon opening our sandwiches we were shocked because we had eaten the New Brisket Sandwiches in the Presque Isle Restaurant and it was so delicious. This was not. One sandwich had no barbecue sauce which my husband went back to the counter for sauce. My sandwich was just okay, it had very little onion strips added but we were so anxious to get out of the facility that we did not go back to the counter.
Then, the girl that brought the rest of our order to our table was so dirty, her shirt was wrinkled and stained so badly that my husband said that he would not go to work in those clothes and he works in a big State Garage. They would not allow him to dress like that. We were so distressed that we did not even finish our meal and left. I will never return to that restaurant and have told all my friends to "stay away!" We would never again be served by people in that restaurant.
FREDONIA, NEW YORK -- On 10/7/2013 at approx. 1:30 Pm, my wife and I went to arbys to get a Reuben sandwich, our favorite. I ordered a medium, and all I can say I would of hated to seen the small. We usually order a med and split it because it's so big. The fries, the amount very little. We did get a medium drink and plenty of napkins. My wife went to use the ladies room and said it was filthy and the toilet seat broke, and decided not to use the bathroom.
We looked more closely. The floors were filthy, the chairs were disgusting, they looked like they years of scum on the backs. It's been awhile since we been to arbys fredonia. We have been to others in nc, fla. Tenn. Ky. etc., this one was the pits. Please send someone to inspect and make corrections. We would like to go back but not until then. Or I could call the health department.
FARMINGTON, NEW MEXICO -- Well, actually, it was the packets of Arby Sauce that were ripped off! I went to the drive through and ordered a couple of Arby melts and the cashier politely asked if I'd like any sauce with my order. I told her that I would like a few packets of Arby sauce.
Imagine my surprise when I returned to work and opened up my bag, only to find two out of three packets already had the corners torn off of them. It was as though they had gathered up extra packets from the tables and instead of throwing them away, they tossed them back into the sauce bin. All the while not realizing that some had been opened and partially used. Absolutely disgusting! Will I boycott that location for life? Probably not. Will I check my sauce packets from now on before driving away? You betcha!
PANAMA CITY BEACH, FL -- I admit I was lured in by the ads for their "Reuben" sandwich which has been my favorite sandwich for many years. I've had really good and some not very good ones, but Arby's won the award for something so opposite from what a Reuben is and also inedible even if you accepted the fact it wasn't a Reuben. I was shocked.
First, the "pastrami" in it looked like they had taken some type of very thin lunch meat and put it into a paper shredder. Unfortunately, I didn't open it until I was at home so did not complain on-site. One look and one bite was all it took and knew I had been scammed by Arby's. How could they possibly advertise this as a Reuben. Aside from that experience, the corporate offices should know that this Arby's location has a very poor appearance. It looks uncared for, not clean, which is why I never went there until they advertised their new sandwich, which they called the Reuben. I should have known better to even drive into such an unappetizing place.
DURANGO, COLORADO -- Well, I guess this could've have been categorized as a complaint, but oddly enough, I wasn't really that upset for some reason. I was visiting the Arby's store in Durango, CO during lunch. I walked inside and there was only one person standing in line. I took my place in line. The odd thing was that no one was in sight to help us. We waited about 2-3 minutes and the customer in front of me finally gave up on the idea of eating anytime soon, and decided to leave. By this time, I was more curious than hungry, so I waited. And waited. And waited. 5-minutes pass by and nothing. I yelled, "Hello, can somebody please help me"? Again, nothing.
I figured maybe they were in the walk-in cooler restocking and just couldn't hear me, and maybe out back hauling trash. Again I yelled for assistance or service. Nothing. Okay, they got my attention. I'm mystified and curious as heck. I yelled, "If someone doesn't help me, then I'm jumping over the counter and helping myself". Figured that would get a rise out of someone. Nothing. By this time, I'm about 20+ minutes into my quest for lunch. 20-minutes and I've not seen nor heard ANYTHING. To heck with it, life's too short. I jump the counter and walk to the manager's office, which is wide open and unattended (as is the safe).
I looked around the back store room area and nothing. I glanced out the back of the door and saw nobody at the dumpsters. Man, oh man, is my level of wonder shooting through the roof. Last place to check is the walk-in cooler, which is generally soundproof, so perhaps they just hadn't heard me. A real possibility is that they were being robbed and holed up inside the cooler... or maybe I've watched one too many movies. Regardless, it was time to act. I flung open the cooler door and what did I find? Nothing. Okay, let's review. No one in the lobby, no one behind the register, manager's office door is left wide open, no one in the parking lot, no one in the cooler.
Science fiction movie plot perhaps? Well, I figured I've done as about as much as one concerned citizen can do, so I call in the big boys. I called 911, and relayed my story to the police. I waited behind the counter to ensure no bad elements tried to jump the counter and enter the manager's office or anything. I did have a fun time trying to explain my presence when two other customers came in while the police were en-route. When they showed, they drew their guns and did a thorough search as well. Nothing. How can a fast food restaurant of this caliber, in a busy town during lunch, be completely deserted.
Well, I won't leave you hanging onto the edge of your seats any longer. The police found the manager and two employees parked on the side street getting high. The police wouldn't elaborate on the drug of choice, but they were all pretty incoherent. As the ol' saying goes, "You would've had to seen it to believe it". Just unreal. The police thanked me and I was later contacted by the store manager and comped a free meal in the city where I live. So, you can see why I was more intrigued than upset, and didn't categorize this as a complaint. Weird, but true!
FARMINGTON, NEW MEXICO -- I was taking a lunch break from work, and I decided to pick up some lunch for my wife and I on the way home. I stopped at the only Arby's in our city, and went through the drive-through. I ordered $15.45 worth of food & beverages. In my wallet I had a $5 bill, a $10 bill, and a $50 bill. No more or no less. Since the combo of the $5 & $10 left me $.45 cents short, I was forced to give them the dreaded $50. The lady taking my order was great, the food I ordered and later ate was equally delightful. But getting them to give me change for the $50 was a NIGHTMARE! The cashier said she couldn't make change for the $50.
I asked very politely, "You can't or you won't"? There is a huge difference. This is during lunch rush, mind you. I said I'd give them the $15 I had if they'd let me go on the $.45 cents. No dice. I asked to speak to the manager. He said they didn't have change. I started to become agitated. I said in a little firmer, yet polite tone, "You mean to tell me that during a lunch rush, between two lobby registers, the drive-through register, and the safe in your office, that you don't have $35 in change"? It wasn't as though I only ordered a Coke and wanted $48+ dollars in change. I had spent over $15 and only wanted back $34.55 in change.
The cashier was trying to be polite throughout the entire situation, but the manager then reaches in her register, grabs the correct change, hands it to her, and turns around to walk off and says loudly enough for the entire restaurant to hear, "Well, if he's going to be an ** about it, then just give it to him". Are you kidding me? The cashiers jaw just about hit the floor. She was stunned to say the least. I asked for the manager's name and the store number. I contacted corporate headquarters immediately upon arriving at my house. Two days later a district manager called to "investigate" the situation.
He asked about details of the conversation, and repeatedly said that an employee in his branch would never use such language. So, then you're calling me liar? Long story short with him, I DEMANDED a written apology from the manager of the store, and a refund of my meal. No refund was given, but I was comped two complimentary combo meals of my choice.
The problem that irrated me the most, is that they "have" the change, but don't want to give it to you. Too much hassle. And yes, I started working at a fast food restaurant for about 1-yr, just after I graduated high school. I know how much each drawer is given per shift, running out of change, etc... I can relate to why they try and justify their thought process. But on any order over $5-$10, giving change should not be an issue. The problem with boycotting Arby's is that I love their food. Arby-melts are to die for! Just the hassle getting them is what is horrible.
SAINT PETERSBURG, FLORIDA -- On Tuesday, July 14th 2009 went to the Arby's on Tyrone Blvd., which lacks a drive through but is the only one remotely close to where I live. With my wife and 3-year-old waiting in the car, I went in to find one poor soul sitting in a booth by the door holding a receipt, obviously waiting for his order to be filled, and 2 other customers in front of me. This didn't look good, but service there has never been stellar and I was getting a pretty good deal with the coupon I was holding so I decided to stick it out.
After waiting 10+ minutes watching a manager and 2 other crew members bumble around in the food prep area shouting at each other and the girl running the register, I finally arrived at the counter where, after I stood there for at least another minute unacknowledged, the register girl said "I'll be right with you!" as she walked by running some other errand. Little did I know those words were the closest thing I was going to get to any kind of human decency during my visit.
Not long after the register girl left, her heavy-set, female manager got behind the register and mumbled something like "are you waitin' on...?". I said that no one had taken my order to which she replied, "OK, whachoo want? C'mon, let's go!" while making that 'come on, spit it out' circling/waving motion with her hand. I was so dumbfounded, all I could think to say was "Nothing, with that attitude!" and I walked out. You would think that SHE was the one who had been cooling her heels in line, having HER time wasted but apparently I was keeping her from something more important (BTW, this was about 6:30 in the evening, nowhere near closing time).
Now, as an aside, I know what it is like to deal with the public (and some people can be real ** to deal with) and an incompetent crew that you may or may not have had any say in hiring, but never have I ever spat that kind of venom at a paying customer who was nice enough to patiently wait it out while I/my team got their act together. There are days when none of us feel like going to work, let alone smiling or being cheery with customers. I get it.
If I listed my occupation, one would probably agree that I get it more than most. I'm pretty forgiving in this area, and a simple "sorry about the wait, what can I get you?" (I'm not even going to wish for "sir" anymore) would have been all it took to get us back on a level playing field, but this was apparently too much to ask. Even if getting to the next closest Arby's involved air travel by bush plane and a dog sled ride over frozen tundra, I would not fulfill my craving for a potato cake at this company's Tyrone Blvd. location.