The store owner (Andy small-man-syndrome Beagley) ...

The store owner (Andy small-man-syndrome Beagley) is a specimen, profoundly and notably incompetent at handling some what challenging customer queries. In fact, I recall him not being able to remember two, TWO, items and loosing his mind at a customer who interrupted his fragile trail of thought whilst frantically search HIS OWN STORE for two items. With one, there is no problem ever. It is only when a sequence, that is two clothing items or something similar, is involved. For such a task he requires absolute distilled silence. It is like watching your grandmother type on a keyboard; painful. You just want to take over and let him rest. Poor over-strained collection of brain cells.

Anyway, that was just one instance I got to observe him. Should have really been in a zoo. This review is actually regarding his lacking capacity to provide even the most basic level of customer-orientated service. Again, similar to the previous sequence problem he struggles with, he entered berserk mode after convincing himself that he had somehow just repeated himself twice or more (the sequence problem appears again) although by no comprehendable measure did he repeat himself. Turns out he had been eating a Five Guys burger over my order whilst preparing it. Any individual that is able to learn from interacting with their environment would know that this is a terrible idea. But Andy Napoleonic-Complex Beagley is simply a different breed. He stained my t-shirt and then decided to hold back on my entire order. Most would say it is questionable how he has managed to manuviour his way through life to the ripe age of 57. Incredible.