Arby's Roast Beef Restaurants

Dear Young Woman at the Front Counter:

You know what, honey.  I worked in fast food all through high school and a little beyond, myself, so I understand.  First I know that you are not thrilled to be at work; I can understand that, and even emphasize with you.  Secondly, I realize that working there plays hell on the skin.  But what I don't want you to be doing is picking and popping your pimples while taking my order!!!!!!  And then touching my fries!  Honey, that's just not cool.
Thanks,
Feels Bad For You

Seriously folks, these were not minor pimples either.  These were the big, gushingly visible whiteheads.  I was just horrified there for a moment, and ended up not even wanting the food I ordered.  But since this is the closest to work, and every once in a while curly fries with horsey sauce strike my fancy, I probably will be back.  Call me a bitch, but next time, I'm saying something.  Besides that, despite the small area in which this place is located, they do a great job with order turnout.

Ahh yet another arby's review under my belt!  The great thing about interviewing at temp agencies is that there always seems to be an Arby's nearby.  A perfect lunchtime treat that doesn't break the bank.  This location is neat and efficient.  The counter seems a bit small, which could be bad during peak times.   But they fixed my sandwich in no time. By the time I paid my bill my hot and tasty super sandwich was awaiting.  It was hot, fresh and very roast beefy, mmm I'm thinking Arby's.  

This arby's would also make for an excellent potty stop along your travels.  Although the women's bathroom was mysteriously locked the entire time I was there.  I really had to go so I opted for the men's bathroom which was surprisingly clean, although the lighting was very dim and I think I may have peed on the seat.  Sorry!  I couldn't see, it's hard to hover as it is already, jeez!

Oh Maribelle how I miss your voice. While some may say it is more of a screech but for me when you uttered my favorite words "I need a curly" my heart would warm and my stomach growl with anticipation.

Yes it is a small location and the place is a little disjointed but hey most of that is the customers fault. There are two types of people in that food court. The corporate people grabbing a quick bite and the hillbillies lemming their way around waiting for their train.  Mixing those two is bound to cause some confusion.

Arbys never did disappoint and I miss my Maribelle.