Holy SHIT. The only reason I am giving this 1 star is because there's no option for burn this place down. Tonight my recipe says 9:17 I placed my order but let me tell you that is not where my order started. I originally arrived at this fine establishment at 8:50. I sat at the drive through behind a truck until 9:05 because, I guess hot and ready is not so ready. After waiting all that time we pull up I order the following....
A pretzel crust pizza with the 3 meats on it, an order of wings with 2 blue cheeses, then an additional regular cheese pizza.... the person taking my order says it will be 7 monutes, I say that's fine , she I guess puts in the order, it took her 3 minutes to tell me it was $29.....I give her $30 then another 3 minutes later she hands me my recipe and one dollar. I look at the recipe she charged me for everything above but billed me for a pretzel pizza and a separate 3 meat. I say... excuse me you made a mistake she asked what was wrong I tell her I wanted the 3 meats on the pretzel pizza, not a separate pizza, she says hold on, she then takes another 5 minutes doing god knows what inside, comes back and asks me for the dollar back...so I give it to her scratching my head....why are you asking me for the dollar back, how about you write $1 on a piece of paper and pretend so it's not that difficult for you....this is what I'm thinking... then she emerges with $10 and change and handed me a piece of paper to sign my name saying she had to do a full exchange...I ask her was it the math that you couldn't do? And as I look down the new recipe says the time 9:17...and she prompted me to pull around to the front,
My husband and I are sitting in the car waiting ...thinking like every other drive through they are going to bring it out to us....but nope...in the process of waiting, they have had friends in and out, a little kid the cook kept coming out picking up and throwing around playing with in the store, a band of ghetto people in the back of the building hanging out the back door with the workers, I mean it was like every degenerate of the worst neighborhood was there hanging out with the workers like it was a party and not a work place. Finally at 945 my husband walks in, pissed because we have been waiting for ever patiently while the whole ghetto has been hanging out, when he walks in the worker jasmine hands my husband 2 pizzas (the cheese one burnt where all cheese and sauce were dried and theee is nothing but a sea of black crust bubbles all over the top and the pretzel under cooked) and 2 blue cheeses, so my husband stands there waiting and she is like...what, he says the wings, she says uh oh well I voided them out, he sys...REALLY well fine I guess just make them as he's shaking his head. She says, in her finest ebonics ghetto talk...well yous gonna ha ta pay fow dem. He again says REALLY? I mean really you couldn't figure out something was wrong when you put 2 blue cheese containers on pizza boxes ....she said well like I say yous gonna ha ta pay. He says forget it ND comes back in the car, so I tell him I specifically came for wings, not pizza like the rest of the family so I star walking to the door and they are making fun and laughing at my husband. Now this made me see red. So I walk on there, and I right off the bat say don't stand here and make fun of my husband when you get paid minimum wage and can even do that right. The girl, JASMINE says while she is wiggling her neck ..don't you come in here talking to me that way, and tells the girl behind her who is texting yo girrr, you gotta hold ma keys , like she's gonna come and attack me. So at this point I'm standing there and I say you know what ...what's your name, she says, is jasmine, yo Wan my last name to boo, it's aught you can tell my manager I don't give a f**k, you can tell who you wan......the whole time mocking me smiling and trying to act all cute and smart assy i say ok i will ghetto boo mocking her usage of the word boo and so I type in her name and as I'm walking out the cook is opening the door for me , and leaning in my face really close, saying inaudible stuff in a sexual manner. I HAVE NEVER IN MY LIFE ENCOUNTERED A MORE UNEDUCATED, GHETTO, CONFRONTATIONAL, GROUP OF WORKS IN MY LIFE. TECHNICALLY THE COOK ENGAGED IN SEXUAL HASSMENT BRING IN MY PERSONAL SPACE AND THE JASMINE BI**H TECHNICALLY THREATENED ME.
I WILL NEVER EVER GO TO LITTER CEASARS AGAIN...THEY OBVIOUSLY DO NOT CARE ABOUT THEIR COMPANY HIRING PIECES OF GHETTO TRASH LIKE THESE ANIMALS