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The Moxie Nerve Food Tonic
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Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: right behind you
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Sep 21st, 2004, 02:54 PM
My local dunkin donuts is run by Slavs and it's hell on wheels. Getting anything remotely ressembling service there is next to impossible and I hate it.
But my guess is that even among Slavs only the slowest and meanest are wiling to work at Dunkin Donuts and they are as unmotivated as the heavy metal guy at the Mall Dunkin Donuts who stands there mopping relentlessly while I wait to place an order.
My guess? What the servers smell like and how many children they have was not a factor in their lack of interest in wether you got the right price for your donuts, anymore than the unibrows, female mustaches and ethnic warcrime scars account for the sucky service I get at my Dunkin.
I don't blame you for hating it though. Every Dunkin Donuts I have ever been in is a hell mouth. Plus, their donuts are no longer made in the store and consequently they taste like sawdust, so paying anything for them, let alone too much, is an affront.
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