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When you walk in the door there is a sign that says Rule #1: the customer is always right. Rule #2: if the customer is wrong, see rule #1. They could use some reminding.
After ordering a couple sandwiches, which were handed over quickly, walked up to pay. There was one older lady there trying to pay, and the cashier was bickering with her. She had put her soup in the wrong container, it seems, and the cashier was yelling at her about it. She got the right container and poured the lady's soup in there, which didn't work very well and soup went everywhere. So she started cleaning soup, all the while berating the customer. (To be fair, by the time I walked up they were both very cranky, and I know its hard to be nice to someone when they are fussing at you - but that's the woman's job.)
By the time she finished cleaning the counter, the woman's purchases, and finally got around to ringing her up, the line had backed up quite a lot. It took nearly 10 minutes. Then I went up and the girl started snapping at me too, and went on complaining about the last customer, which I found to be really rude. Finally I was able to pay and grab a seat.
The fish sandwich was good, as advertised. The fries were horrendous. Already cold when served, they were a mass of congealed grease by the time we sat. I ate one and gave up on them. The coleslaw was nice though. The fries were an odd problem to me - in a place with that many fryers, they should always be fresh.
The market I liked a lot, and I'll be back there, probably a lot. They sell chicken feet, which makes broth that makes me happy.
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