I stopped into five guys for the first time today cause I was starved. I got a hot dog and cheeseburger, the $20 cost seemed pricy but I figured "oh well". Being overwhelmed with menus I simply told the cashier I want both "all the way". She stared at me like I had 3 heads and asked which toppings I wanted. I said" just everything, I'm not picky. Whatever comes on them" she rolled her eyes, I got my number and sat down. I heard her speaking to two coworkers about me being a bitch, so I turned around and made direct eye contact hoping it would stop. I mean, come on, I came for food not a drama party. Then the talking continued but in Spanish, which I speak fluently and it got worse and worse. Honestly there is no way in hades I was such a bitch that I deserved that treatment. I had spent the past month in a hospital and was starved for real food. I smiled graciously when my Number was called yet felt rushed out. Long story short, I won't go back. Food was great, treatment was sub par