Hungry Jack's Burgers Clyde North — Restaurant in Melbourne

so i rarely every do food reviews, but this is a special case so here it is. The entire managment in this area needs to be fired and replaced. I think the only reason this place is still running is because there are just no better options as the place is still quite new; The staff is horrible to speak to everytime I come to the place i have to consistently repeat myself like the person im speaking to doesn't know any english. They get order wrong all the time and today i arrived for the new breakfast menu that was constantly being advertised on radio i get to the place around 10.50 and request it and waste roughly 3 minutes because the woman I am speaking doesn't even understand english. by the time she understands what I am trying to say she goes oh we are no longer doing breakfast... okay so why is it being advertised till 11? Do they just get to choose not do whats being advertised i am so confused. Everytime I come here they always tell me to go to the parking bay 9/10 times. The food quality is okay but the customer service and management is horrible horrible. I wish I could send this in to a higher up and have this place shut down because the overall 2.3 rating just isn't enough as it being located in a busy area is doing a lot of the heavy lifting but we can only hope some other franchise takes over and this place gets shut down for good as all they do is take there customer for granted and provide...

realllly bad experience， i feel discrimination at there and they also did not followed the lockdown rules！ I went there at Friday night around 7pm，i saw some customers did not wearing mask！！！ its during stage four lockdown，the staff at there they definitely saw they did not wearing mask，but they did not ask they to wearing ，the staff just ignore it😡😡😡😡 another thing also make me feel very annoying is ：my friend is a food deliver he received a order at this store，he arrived at store around 7pm to pick up the order，at that time no one was in the line. but the manager just pretended that no one in the store.at that time there are some other delivers come to store，the manager just direct walking to the Indian delivers （still ignore my friend）ask their order number，there are many people cut in the line ask they order，my friend comes to him ask about it ，he was very angry and said loudly： just wait！ my friends said he was the first people in the line，for the last 20mins no one ask he，during this time，there many Indian delivers already picked up there order and leave，but my friend ONLY received ： JUST WAIT！！ after this word，the manager walk to the kitchen another women come outside（maybe another manager）and said louldy： IF YOU CANNOT WAIT JUST LEAVE AND CANCEL THE ORDER，SOMEONE ELSE WILL TAKE THIS ORDER. how RUDE ！！ Warning to other people：if you want to feel discrimination and rude service ，just...

Hungry Jacks, I write to you today not with anger, but with a profound sense of existential dread. You haven't just wronged me, you've questioned the very fabric of reality. You've presented me with an entity that dared to call itself a cheeseburger, yet possessed all the culinary integrity of a damp cardboard box filled with existential despair.

Let's dissect this monstrosity, shall we? We begin with the "patty," generously described as "meat-like substance." It bore the distinct hue and texture of a hockey puck left out in the sun for a fortnight. Each bite offered the delightful sensation of chewing on a leather boot seasoned with disappointment.

Ah, yes, the "tomato sauce." A single, anemic smear clinging to the patty like a tear rolling down the cheek of a clown who just lost his balloon animals. Its taste? A vague whisper of ketchup drowning in the ocean of its own inadequacy.

But where, you ask, is the cheese? The mustard? The pickle? The holy trinity that elevates a mere burger to a cheeseburger? Gone. Vanished. As if Thanos himself snapped his fingers and declared, "This burger shall have no joy."

Hungry Jacks, you haven't just failed me. You've failed the very concept of food. You've made me question the meaning of existence. For if this is what a cheeseburger is, then what hope is there for humanity?

May your patties forever burn, and your tomato sauce...