Mrs. Butter

Review of Burger King

I never go to this store, because it's an idiot sh...

I never go to this store, because it's an idiot shack, but I was desperate.

I go through the drive through on a rainy day. When I get to the window, the lady says, "Your wind shield."

I said, "What?"

Again, she said, "Your wind shield. Your wind shield. Your wind shield."

Yeah, it was like talking to Nell, only a dumb version. Since there was no predicate in her sentence, I had no idea what she was talking about. And since the subject was off (she meant 'wind shield wiper') she was basically talking jibberish. Mind you, I'm getting soaked as she's trying to tell me that she's getting droplets of water on her.

I leave. She doesn't give me my credit card back. Wrecks my entire day. I had to borrow money for lunch the following day. When I return to retrieve my card, the second BRILLIANT person with AWESOME social skills doesn't even bother to apologize. Then, get this, as I'm leaving, the manager says, "We were about to cut your card up." YES, HE REALLY SAID THAT WHEN THEIR STUPIDITY WRECKED MY DAY.

I was literally caught up in an idiot parade and I met the grand master. Do yourself a favor. Eat your fist instead. No disrespect to all the fast food workers of the world, but these people better retire from Burger King, because there's no place in the world for stupidity on this level BESIDES Burger King.