Thursday, June 14, 2012

Oh, this is too much, Wendy's


We went to Wendy’s the other day and they asked if we wanted salt on our fries. Since when is this a serious question? Why not hand us a dirty old potato if you can’t fix the damn fries?

I am sure this is some twisted National Nanny deal—like the 64 oz sodas being banned in NYC.

Don’t they say to drink 8 glasses of water a day—that’s 64 oz. Just live with it—if people want sugar, it’s not up to some shriveled up rich guy who probably lives on arugula and Perrier (in a big cup).

Speaking of Wendy’s, ours has fallen off the cliff. They always get the order wrong…leave out things, such as straws. They also started charging 30 cents for a pack of ranch dressing.

You can get a bottle of the stuff for $2.50.

Man—this is enough to make us eat health food, I swear.

Oh—and the other day we ordered two Value fries, a chicken sandwich, no soda, and an exec burger, and a value burger—and it was $16!!! For that—I want a waiter. Maybe even a Cabana Boy.

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