AMonger
Veteran Expediter
Ate at a Petro last night. The open-faced meatloaf sandwich you serve is delicious. I sprinkle some seasoned salt on it, dump on a lot of Louisiana hot sauce, and it's fantastic. My problem came when I got the bill. $12.47 for that meal and iced tea is out-fricken-rageous and unac-fricken-ceptible. Whatever your costs are, whatever the reasons for that price being what it is--my fault, your fault, nobody's fault--you have priced yourself out of the market for my business. I have a new food dehydrator waiting for me at the house, which will enable me to preserve food without refrigeration, and I'll get a lunchpail heater and similar culinary accoutrements, and you'll rarely, if ever, see my too-large carcass again, and perhaps my carcass will become smaller once I start doing this. If my wages double or your prices decrease by half, which would make them closer to the actual value of the product, then I'll come back.
Please give your waitresses my apologies. I'm a good tipper, and they won't be seeing any more of those, or from the other people who are deciding as I.
Please give your waitresses my apologies. I'm a good tipper, and they won't be seeing any more of those, or from the other people who are deciding as I.