Arby's Inc. Compliment - Wrong sauce...right attitude.
FARMINGTON, NEW MEXICO -- For those that know me, Arby's and I have deep underlying issues that would send Dr. Freud into a mental spiral. However, this time around, Arby's sword of justice swung mightier than mine. I got off of work and decided to pick some up for dinner for my son and I, as it was going to be just the two of us tonight. I ordered a few miscellaneous sandwiches, fries, and some mozzarella sticks, which my son loves to no end. The wait was horrendous, long enough that I had to shut my vehicle off a few times in fear of overheating while idling stagnantly. After what seemed like an eternity, I arrived with my turn at the drive thru window.
The cashier, who also happened to be adorned in what I credited as a manager's uniform, was having EXTREME difficulty opening the drawer to give me my change. She was already on the phone with "headquarters" when I arrived at the window. No complaints from me, or snooty comebacks, just patience. I was in one of the those moods that I didn't care how fast the world was spinning on its axis. I was in no hurry at all. She finally won the fierce battle with the register and produced the correct change. She offered me a large beverage of my choice for the apparent inconvenience. I readily accepted and thanked her for her patience in the situation as well. I told her she deserved a comp for her patience and courtesy during such a stressful situation. I must admit, this location has made great strides in the past couple of months. New management has been brought in, as well as new front line workers. Great job ARBY's!
P.S.-The title of "wrong sauce" refers to me getting home and realizing I was given the incorrect sauce that I asked for, but at that point it didn't matter, I was still happy to see such great service in our town again.