Tonight we went though the Burger King drive through. We almost never eat out, but today was "Drive-Thru Day" so we figured we would celebrate. Two of the girls ordered bacon double-cheeseburgers and onion rings. We went on our way, dropping one of the girls off to spend the night at Grandma's house, and back into town to pick up some more appropriate grown-up food for Tony and I. As we pulled up to the second drive-through, #3 starts wailing that her hamburger has no bacon. Sure enough, no bacon and the wrapper doesn't have bacon marked. So we looked at the receipt. Yup, we paid for two bacon double cheeseburgers. A call to #1 to ask if her burger had bacon had her whining too - no bacon on hers either, but she'd just sat down to eat so didn't know until we asked her to look. I was so distracted with bacon catastrophe that I forgot to order my food without spicy sauce. Now we are home and Tony tried to call Burger King to let them know that we are displeased with their service, but their phone rings and goes to voice-mail. Having worked fast food, I understand being busy with dinner rush, but it's 8:30 at night. No reason someone there couldn't pick up the phone. So Tony had to file a complaint on their website. We'll see what happens.
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