I decided to stop by for a slice of pizza after browsing the Goodwill next door one afternoon. I didn't expect to be belittled by the young blond woman behind the register when I asked if they had any lunch specials and inquired about single slices of pizza. After she gave me some attitude, I paid for one slice of pepperoni. I can't remember what I paid for it but I do remember her yelling across the restaurant to the cooks what I ordered and walked away without giving me a receipt. I said fuck this and left. I didn't even ask for a refund- just straight up left.
In the future, I hope to give this place another try because the place did look good and I was anxious to try it but sometimes the hassle just isn't worth it.