Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen

First of all, if you work in fast food then that was your choice and it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, the entire trip to Popeyes was a mess. The bitch got on the mic and asked for my order. I tell her my order and she goes “I ain’t hear nothing you say” BITCH EXCUSE ME? “I’m sorry ma’am, could you repeat your order? I didn’t understand it.” Would’ve been a better response. So I repeat the order just to get it over with and then I have her repeat it. She has a full blown attitude because I asked her to make sure she heard it this time. I drive off and get to the window which is open and she tries to whisper to the guy behind her, “that’s her right there.” Why yes bitch it’s me. What’s up with your funky attitude? So I’m as calm as possible but then her attitude just is radiating off of her so I end up going off. Moral of all this is don’t have the workers with attitudes running your windows. This could’ve been one of the days I forget to take my meds and actually climbed through your drive thru window. She was dark with nappy hair and long colorful nails. She needs to be put in training again or fired because playing on people’s nerves because you’re having a shitty day at your shitty job will leave you in a shit ton of problems.