Arby's Inc. Complaint - As If the Wait Wasn't Enough...
SAINT PETERSBURG, FLORIDA -- On Tuesday, July 14th 2009 went to the Arby's on Tyrone Blvd., which lacks a drive thru 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 a-holes 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.