Aspie1 wrote:
"Oh my god! Look at his eyes! [gesturing toward me] Ew! He's so gross!" She also rolled her eyes when I asked her to leave out the caramelized onions. Then, when my burger came, it looked tampered with. I was afraid to eat it, since I feared the waitress put a laxative in it or rubbed it between her butt cheeks, out of her disgust with my face. I just ate my fries, and my friend was nice enough to let me eat some of his too. I wrapped my "poisoned" burger in a napkin, and tossed it under my chair. I was afraid to complain to the manager too, since I knew she had him wrapped around her finger, and he'd just accuse me of lying. The only satisfying part was leaving her a 10-cent tip..
This is absolutely horrible,