Saturday, August 13, 2011

Have you ever went ballistic when a restaurant gets your order wrong?

My dad and I went to a place called Harolds Chicken in Chicago. We had placed an order over the phone and they told us to pick it up in a hour. So we got there 15 mins earlier and when we went to the counter to pick our order they told us that they sold our order. And that there was nothing they could do about it. My dad went ballistic to say the least lol. He screamed at the cashier. He threatened that he would have this $h!thole closed down. He used every curse word in the book. I died laughing,but the good thing is that they cooked our food again and with no charge.

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