Seriously, the slowest bunch of ne'erdogooders (not sure if that's a word but I'm making it up now if it's not).
Firstly there's the car park. It's pathetic. You can hardly fit 4 cars in let alone the 8 provisioned. If one car wants to enter and one wants to go out, it holds up the whole of the road!
Anyway I park (eventually) I go in, place is a mess. I'm greeted by someone who couldn't give a crap whether he was there or nor (the short, rounded indian fellow) and I order "2 Regular Godfather meals" (only 1 was for me before you ask), both with Pepsies (plural of Pepsi I suppose), and as the sides as one beans, one coleslaw. No problem you'd think.
They are £4.99 each so the bill should come to £9.98... so imagine my surprise when it came to £10.80something. I said "Uhm, you're a bit off there aren't you?"
Well turns out he had LARGED both of the meals without a) asking me for it or B.) me asking for it or c) even telling me.
The jammy bugger didn't even give me my coleslaw
Some of the staff in there are OK but I go there probably once a week (normally a Friday, nice lunch for at work) and nearly always half of their workforce is slowly putting stuff in bags, not in any rush at all. Waddling around the floor...it's called fast food, idea is there's some element of urgency. I could cook a juicy steak in the time it takes for them to serve me half the time.
Also that advert where they show it as being fresh chicken, hand cooked on site; it's all lies.
Constitutes a rant, does it not?