Philly Connection

I have no idea how this place is still open. Let’s forget about the fact that it’s in the corner of an almost abandoned parking lot/​shopping mall or the not so welcoming signage. My concern is that I only saw one person working in the store, a TV from 1984, and the décor was outdated and tattered.
I was craving a Philly Cheesesteak and noticed that this establishment was in the corner of the shopping mall I was visiting. Accustom to their Cobb location (friendly service, clean, and quick) I was more than happy to stop in.
Upon entering I ran into Betty White who looked just as confused as me. I asked if anyone was working and got the stare from the woman behind the counter O_​O. Dumb question, okay, but you’re on the phone talking in another language in questionable attire, how was I suppose to know. My whole experience went sour when I noticed the antique, foreign smell. Thinking I could push past that I attempted to order, but was stopped short when I asked for fries. No fries??? WHAT?! The American tradition of side order of fries has been a standing tradition since I was born. At that point I knew something was wrong. I left hungry and disappointed with the mindset of never returning.
Enter at your own risk.