After a 3.5 hour car ride I was looking forward to some nice auntie Anne’s cinnamon pretzel bites. When I got in line I was excited to see there was only 1 person in front of me, but I had to wait 10 minutes for this one person to get her pretzel. Then finally i get my pretzels and I think the worst is behind me but when I take a bite of the first pretzel I realized my nightmare had just started. In disbelief at how bad the first mini pretzel bite was I eat the second one only to find it was worse than the first. The pretzels tasted old like they had been prepared the day before and all of the cinnamon had fallen to the bottom of the cup so I was stuck eating stale flavorless pretzels. Needless to say I am now a wetzel’s pretzels fan.