Check it out
Savvy Stuff
The Archives...
- February 2004
- March 2004
- April 2004
- May 2004
- June 2004
- July 2004
- August 2004
- September 2004
- October 2004
- November 2004
- December 2004
- January 2005
- February 2005
- March 2005
- May 2005
- July 2005
- August 2005
- September 2005
- October 2005
- November 2005
- December 2005
- January 2006
- February 2006
- March 2006
- May 2006
- June 2006
- July 2006
- August 2006
- September 2006
- October 2006
- November 2006
- December 2006
- January 2007
- January 2008
- February 2008
Tuesday, December 12
If you want five star food, don't come to Harveys. It's that simple, folks.
For those that are not aware, I'm currently in the employ of Harveys. For those that aren't aware of the glory of Harveys, it's a fast food place. Yes, I spend my Friday evenings asking if people would like fries with that. Don't judge me.
Now, I consider Harveys better than your ordinary fast food. First off, we use an actual grill with fire and such, and our smallest burger is 3.5 oz. We cut up all our ingredients by hand (except the lettuce for burgers) and we garnish burgers while you watch. So, yes, above average fast food.
However, for the year that I've worked there, I've met a number of people that don't seem to understand that Harveys is, indeed, fast food. This means that your food might not be perfect. Don't get me wrong - I don't serve anything I wouldn't eat. Our burgers blow McDonalds out the window. But I do not serve gourmet cooking. Sorry folks - for $3.99, the best you can get is "pretty good". That's the simple truth. If you don't like it, head off to McRoadkills, and try to guess how many kinds of meat and/or dirt are in your food.
In conclusion, if you're going to whine and bitch when there's a drop too much mustard on your burger, save your righteous fury and let the employees of Harveys off with a scowl. We'll appreciate it.
Wow... I haven't written anything real in... a year? Maybe two? Does this even count as "real"?
It's not exactly "Christmas Spirit" -esque.... I might have to write something else before I eat myself into a coma in two weeks.
For those that are not aware, I'm currently in the employ of Harveys. For those that aren't aware of the glory of Harveys, it's a fast food place. Yes, I spend my Friday evenings asking if people would like fries with that. Don't judge me.
Now, I consider Harveys better than your ordinary fast food. First off, we use an actual grill with fire and such, and our smallest burger is 3.5 oz. We cut up all our ingredients by hand (except the lettuce for burgers) and we garnish burgers while you watch. So, yes, above average fast food.
However, for the year that I've worked there, I've met a number of people that don't seem to understand that Harveys is, indeed, fast food. This means that your food might not be perfect. Don't get me wrong - I don't serve anything I wouldn't eat. Our burgers blow McDonalds out the window. But I do not serve gourmet cooking. Sorry folks - for $3.99, the best you can get is "pretty good". That's the simple truth. If you don't like it, head off to McRoadkills, and try to guess how many kinds of meat and/or dirt are in your food.
In conclusion, if you're going to whine and bitch when there's a drop too much mustard on your burger, save your righteous fury and let the employees of Harveys off with a scowl. We'll appreciate it.
Wow... I haven't written anything real in... a year? Maybe two? Does this even count as "real"?
It's not exactly "Christmas Spirit" -esque.... I might have to write something else before I eat myself into a coma in two weeks.
Credits
Blogger.com
Haloscan.com
Imageshack.us
WeatherPixie.com
.