Wendy’s

I’ve been to a lot of Wendy’s, and I rate this one as the best one of them all. They’re always very friendly, and they all speak very good English too. On the comment about putting too much mayo on their chicken sandwiches, I agree, but I think just about all restaurants, not just Wendy’s do this, and I solve this simply by saying «no mayo». And if I forget to say «no mayo» the people at this Wendy’s often ask me if I want it, because they remember I don’t like mayo.
Sometimes it’s a kitchen worker that sees me from a distance and remembers my usual order. The workers there all seem to be energetic and productive, and they act like they like their job. I also particularly like the music that gets piped into that Wendy’s also.

It’s a Wendy’s. It’s not good food. The new fries are greasy not crispy. WAY too much salt. Sea salt? Yeah, I SEE SALT EVERWHERE. It’s gross. not like Rep Weiner gross but nasty. Slathered mayo all over a crispy chicken sandwich, gross tomatoes. Bleh. Won’t be going back.

Why am I writing a review of a Wendy’s? Well, because this one is a little bit special. In a kinda weird way that at first put me off but actually seems maybe charming, now. What am I talking about?
When the lady at the drive thru hands you your food, as you are driving off, she inevitably chirps at you, «Have a nice day! See you tomorrow!»
Now, the first time I heard this, I wondered, «Do you think I’m that much of a loser that I’m going to be back here tomorrow?» I mean, right now for me drive thru fast food burgers are an even mix of calories and shame when I get them. There was a time when it was a staple, but now it’s a dirty little secret. If you’re not there yet in life, just give it some time.
And sure enough, «see you tomorrow» wasn’t a fluke. She says it *every* time. (And I’m pretty sure it’s the same person saying it each time, too. Um… not that I go very often or anything.) Supposedly (according to another Unilocaler) there’s an actual posted sign saying the same thing, but I haven’t noticed it.
So at first this bothered me. But now I enjoy it as just a weird quirky bit of character. And the one time I actually ate *inside* this particular Wendy’s, I was really taken aback by how happy and pleasant all the staff were, not to mention how clean it was inside. Previous Wendy’s I’ve known in my life tended to be somewhere just above Taco Bell on the surly/​brain-​dead employee scale. But the folks working here all seem happy, and they are polite, and intelligent. And clearly they are optimistic, and I like that in a food service professional.
«See you tomorrow!»

This is a review for the fact that there is a really messed up sign when you leave the drive-​thru that says,
«See you tomorrow.»
Who do these pretentious bastards think they are, the audacity…

Piece of rubber glove in my salad. Ugh.
Okay — so I hate that I had this experience b/​c when I went to UT I lived on the Wendy’s that is at the Union. Anyway…
So I ordered a salad, and there was part of a rubber glove in it. And not a small part. (I won’t say what it looked like at first.) It would have covered at least ¾ of a man’s finger.
And this is the part that I don’t get. Yes, I can see how you might accidentally cut your glove while cutting lettuce. But with a piece that big. .. I don’t see how you couldn’t tell that almost your whole finger is naked!!!
At that point you search for the glove piece, or you throw that whole batch of lettuce away. How does something that big get that far. .. all the way to the customer?
Icky!!!