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| - I ordered a Chicken Focaccia and got a Chicken Wrap with a side of attitude.
Glad to see another sports bar by work so my coworkers and I headed there for lunch. The place was busy, as it was the lunch hour and it looked like the TV section at Best Buy.
I asked our server if she wouldn't mind having our orders on separate checks.
Her response:
"I'm not obligated to do it so if I have time, I'll do it."
What I wanted to say to her:
"Bitch, please!"
I ordered a Chicken Focaccia and when I got my order, it was a wrap. Since all my coworkers started eating and she was no where in sight, I just ate it. When she came around, I asked her if this was supposed to be a sandwich:
Her response:
Well, this is our version of focaccia. The wrap is like a thin pita bread quesadilla thing. Its not focaccia. Its our version. I thought you knew because you come here all the time. Well... do you like it?
Firstly, this was my first time but I must look like I eat here all the time.
What I wanted to say to her:
"Bitch, please!"
The wrap was basically chicken chunks, mayonnaise and a pita bread quesadilla thing. Whatever that means. It was gross.
If I wasn't there with a bunch of other people, I probably would have sent it back but we were all on our lunch break together. For my first visit, you get one star for poor service and not knowing what focaccia is.
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