I was running to catch a flight, hadn't eaten dinner and was starving...stopped at Auntie Anne's because there was no line.
Me: hi...a pretzel with no butter, please
Cashier: we don't have any and all of our ovens have been turned off
Me: (looks at watch, it's 9:38 pm)...umm, ok...(looks at pretzels and notices most are burnt)...ok I will take the one with no salt...(examines pretzels again and frowns)... the one in the back please, that looks the least burnt
Cashier: (throws in bag) anything else?
Me: Marinara sauce, please
Cashier: (throws in bag) $5.07
Me: (pays and runs off...gets on plane, opens bag, tries to bite into pretzel, it's burnt and hard/rubbery...takes pics and throws away)
Hard to mess up a pretzel but somehow they did.
(I want my money back)