Burger King

So sad to see a person asking
A total stranger for toilet paper
Because the staff are to lazy to check the
Bathrooms
So when I told the staff there was some one in need of toilet paper
He keep doing other things
So I took napkins in for the person in need

Missing my tomatoes, very little lettuce, gobs of mayo on my two whopper Jr sandwiches that I ordered through the drive through. They Heat the burgers in microwave to a crisp. Whatever happened to flame broiling? They are always slow on service. Short staffed. Even with just two cars at the drive through and no internal customers.

Longest I have ever spent in a drive thru line EVER! I’m pretty sure one lady is working the window AND the counter!

Yeah, I visit here from time to time. It’s not that I don’t like it enough to not visit here, but I’d most definitely be better off not eating here.
Not that I’ve experienced bad service at all, it’s just not that good food-​wise (i.e., health-​wise).
That’s just a given, with regards to fast-​food locations (as in considering their food ‘quality’…though not to say that non-​fast-​food places can be much better in this arena; just depends).
Anyways, yeah, I’ve had better. But I admit I do stop by when I’m ‘desperate’…though I wouldn’t say that in the most severe sense. Americans tend to over-​exaggerate lots of things, food and hunger tend to be up there.

Let me just start by saying that I don’t eat at Burger King type places very often. As in, I think the last time I visited any Burger King was over a year ago.
It’s not that I’m snooty, I just like certain things from different fast food restaurants, and rarely do we have the time for me to do what I REALLY want to do, which is to get one thing off each menu and eat it en route to the next fast food restaurant to get THEIR one good thing. Like, you can’t beat the french fries from McDonalds, no one else even comes close. But do they have Jamocha shakes? No. Do they have Wild Dipping Sauce for their fries? No. And none of those other places have strawberry limeade, at least not strawberry limeade as good as Sonic’s. Jalepeno poppers vary widely, and I don’t like all fast food versions of them. I think McNuggets taste like dog meat, but the chicken fingers from Good Times? Oh heavenly days. Smash Burger’s burgers are totally worth every luscious calorie, but truffle fries at Lark Burger go with those burgers way better. Few fast food places have onion rings, and NO ONE has very good ones, at least none that I’ve found. And I don’t give up on these things lightly.
So admittedly, when I go for fast food, it isn’t fast, and I have to limit my indulgence to «rare» or «very rare» and set aside a big block of time. (But imagine my glee when I met the man I would eventually marry and he shared my same love of fast food roadtrips. Our early dates were just hours of utter gluttony).
So you can see why most of the time, I grudgingly try to behave. I was absolutely ravenous at lunchtime today, up in that weird conglomerate of retail stuff in West Arvada, and I remembered that Burger King carries a garden burger. Perfect. Obviously I am no vegetarian and will argue TO THE DEATH my right to eat whatever the hell I want, when I want. But like my daughter used to say defensively years ago
I AM BEING HAVE. (Like behave, see… being hay-​ve).
I drove through the drive through, ordered my garden burger and asked for no cheese or mayo, a giant Diet Coke, and after some monetary exchange and my conversation with the clerk about how happy I am that there’s a garden burger option and their version is pretty good (sort of dull dialogue, admittedly), the transaction was complete. Off I went, yay Beatles’ White Album.
Merging into traffic, I opened my bag, took out my sammich… and just had to laugh out loud. I had been given a complete blow-​out classic Whopper, dripping with mayo, a giant leaf of snow-​white iceberg lettuce, cheese… but no doubt about it, the patty within was absolutely from a bovine source. Thank goodness I don’t have any religious or strong moral positions that could have really been compromised, but I was truly surprised that after the conversation I had with the clerk, and the fact it was 2:30 in the afternoon and I was the only person at the drive through, that no one had the slightest qualms about just handing me a very obviously NON-​garden burger (and ahem, charging me accordingly).
It was too late to turn around, and I of course didn’t really care about it that much, and ate some of it anyway. But I thought the carelessness was worth noting, particularly for those persons far more virtuous than am I.
So, I conclude by saying, if you’re a fellow fast food road tripper, don’t make The Whopper your burger destination, at least not from this Burger King.