Insanity. http://twitter.com/#!/W_a_L_D/status/136910586947715072 That’s right. Boston Market not only reached out via my contact form thanks to Facebook, but also had the cojones to do this… I still haven’t received a reply to my email to Mr. Wakabayashi, but what now Panera Bread? What now? Clearly, this will pan out to be a bigger rivalry than Neil […]
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…The noted lack of condiments has me even more concerned about the yellow thumbprint that was on the top of my sandwich. I had just assumed it was some of the condiment that was supposed to go on the inside. I ripped this portion out of the top of my sandwich before eating, to the bewilderment of my eye-rolling yet tolerant-to-my-neuroses wife.
Something was really wrong here today, or I just had some bad karma all around my order…
Well, I haven’t done one of these in a while. One day, a phishing spam caught my eye and I had to torment them a bit. I have no idea where they get my email address. Must be bots or I’m on a list I guess. Also, I have no idea why they think I’m a catering service.
I really feel like we were nothing but polite and reasonable up until we were denied crayons, and we remained polite and reasonable immediately after that whole exchange. That seems like an absolutely insane sentence for one adult to write to another. Do I have a valid point, or am I just super way out of line here?
Jerand > I am sorry for the typo, I am handling 4 customers now.
Jerand > But you are my first priority.
So the other night while dining at Panera Bread, I was talking to my wife about guitars…
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