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| - Once again, Panda has given me poor, slow service and a streaming serving of meh. Why do I keep torturing myself?
Three ppl in line, including me. Mr. Whispersalot keeps asking me questions that I can't hear over the music, workers, banging pots, and someone's screaming child. His co worker leans in and yells at me what he was asking, with lots of gesticulation, like I'm an imbecile. It's not that I couldn't understand him - I just couldn't HEAR him. Finally, I get across that I want the broccoli beef to go. He spoons it into the bowl and then asks me if it is for here or to go. Now who doesn't understand? I say to go again, he slaps a lid on it, then tells me to go to the checkout.
The two people in front of me are browsers, "do you have this or that, can I have a sample of that, how much are your egg rolls," etc. I bypass them and meet him at the checkout.
...and he walks right past me into the back! I'm standing there like a doofus while the browsers continue their shopping for another 5 minutes or so. Meanwhile, little miss Can't Make Eye Contact completely ignores me.
I stand there. She answers their questions. She gives samples. She sells them drinks. Mikey Can't Decide goes over his egg roll options again. She checks them out. My guy never returns. Finally, without looking at me, she asks, "Is that for here or to go?"
Arrrgh!
The food isn't good enough for this aggravation. Heck, it's not good, period.
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