About a month ago we took a trip to our local mall. We were hungry, so we decided to stop in at Wendy’s to get something to eat.
“Nice,” I said to myself, “no line.”
There was one young girl working at the counter and we quickly placed our order. She asked us to repeat some of our requests a few times, so I gathered she was new. No biggie, we’ve all been there, right?
Well, what happened next was painful to watch, and I really felt bad for her.