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| - I stopped in quickly yesterday to get an oatmeal and cold coffee. I stood back and waited, and waited, and waited. Then I looked behind the counter to see one young lady taking orders (they were not busy), one young man cooking, a lady bagging what he was cooking, a manager standing by his office door and three young men crowded by the drive up window talking and joking. One of them was preparing my order and the man's that came in a few minutes after mine. Our orders came up at the same time. When I compared the receipt to my watch, I could see that it had taken SEVEN minutes to prepare my order. Rip open a bag of oatmeal, dump in cup, add water, add apples. Get cup, fill with cold coffee (without cream). How long can that take? It's called "fast food" for a reason. Apparently, they do not care about that.
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