Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen — Restaurant in Atlanta

You pull up to this popeyes and see a line wrapped around the building. You might think that's a surefire sign of good meal, after seeing the vast array of loyal customers awaiting their feast. That is, until you watch a model T drive off after patiently waiting for their side of fries and cup of water that was just finished.

You then notice that the line is at a standstill and nobody has driven off since the stone age because you can't pull out once you've pulled in. The genius architects and city engineers, after slamming down bottle after bottle of juicy juice and formula must have gotten an earful from their kindergarten teachers after turning that assignment in.

You decide it's best to walk into the restaurant to order to avoid the line. You walk up to the cashier and are met with 8 workers slugging away, working their hardest for the Guinness World Record of longest 15 minute break. After turning back to your car, you hear the distinct grunt of what must be none other than an austrolopithacus. A portion of the wall you thought was a black mold stain contorts. The manager, after escaping the nursing home, has determined she will take your order personally, lucky you. As the puddle of geriatric drool causes a title wave that has washed away the family of 167 roaches taking residence under your feet to become refugees and widows, you hand your card to the reanimated skeleton as she tries to find where it fits into the 1s, 10s, and 20s part of the register.

Somehow you are still waiting for your food, which is odd since they have a mountain of chicken on clear display under the heat lamps. Though upon closer inspection, you are unsure if it would still be considered chicken, or if it might be the fossilized remains of some avian missing link that would make the smithsonian blush. You stroke your beard in thought as to what could be taking so long, realizing only now that you were cleanly shaven just this morning.

You decide to drink your beverage while you wait. The drink machine, floor, and tables are cleanly coated in a film of what could only be an undiscovered hybrid of e coli, black mold, and the plague. Next to the machine are the brooms and mops that seem to be the source of said film. You stroke your (now viking length) bears in contemplation of how a broom could become patient 0 and culture such an abomination. You determine that the nearby mop that has never seen an ounce of water not sourced from a toilet could be the culprit.

I write this to you, dear reader, not as a review, but as a warning. As my phone approaches 0%, I write this as my last cough into the void before my chicken arrives. I have seen the rise and fall of empires, observed the revelations play out, and found God only to outlive him. I finally take my solace in knowing the heat death of the universe is near. I am destined to await my poultry fate, not of my own will, but of the remaining entropy of this godless universe ticking down...

My boyfriend and I went to Popeyes with the intention of using our Tmobile Tuesday promotion for a free chicken sandwich with a purchase $5. There were 4 people ahead of us waiting to order, no one waiting to receive food, and no one taking orders. We waited 10 minutes without seeing an employee. Finally an employee (April) appeared and took the orders in front of us. We decided to each purchase the 3 chicken tenders meal. I was paying for both meals, so I asked if we could do one order, and she said no, so we ordered separately, with the intention to pay with the same card. I asked April how much it cost for the 3 chicken tenders alone. She told me "either 4.80, or 6.80 something" which was unprofessional, especially since my order needed to be $5. She did not check the cash register or the menu. Another employee with no nametag appeared. She showed April how to type in the order for 3 chicken tenders without the meal and the free chicken sandwich deal and I showed them my promotion code. I asked for sweet heat sauce with my order, and told them that my boyfriend's order was the same. I used my discover card and they rang up the second order. I went to pay with my discover card again for the second order, and the transaction was declined. I asked the employee if I should try the card again, thinking I had taken my card out too soon. She said that because the order was the same as the previous order that means that the system would decline the order thinking that a duplicate order was an error. I tried to pay with a different card, and their system printed the same error. I then had to pay with cash, and I asked for my sweet heat sauces. She said we could only get 2 because of their policy, but we asked if a manager would be willing to give us 4 because of the hassle and long wait. The lady told me she was the manager and she could not give us any sauce and we could buy extra sauce but that this is now a cash only establishment. We did takeout because the tables were filthy and the...

Terrible Popeyes , terrible workers , terrible service ALL AROUND . Whoever owns this Popeyes need to fire everybody and start over or at LEAST have MANDATORY customer service training . I went through the drive through and sat for about five minutes before someone came on the intercom and greeted me . (I was the only person in line). When they finally greeted me it was with a tone as if they HATED their job and hated that a customer came to bother them. Then as a was placing my order , there was no confirmation the person on the intercom just stopped talking altogether , so I sat there for a minute thinking she was gathering her thoughts or just taking a really long time putting my order in . After still not saying a word I just drove around to the window . Once I get to the window I expressed to the woman that I wasn’t finished ordering , from the back another young woman yells “ well why the hell she drive off if she wasn’t done ordering ?” I told the woman at the window that she just stopped talking so for a minute before I drove around I didn’t know what was happening. The young lady from the back yells again “ well I’m not the one ordering why the hell wouldn’t she keep talking.” In a very frustrated and confrontational tone. So instead of going back and forth I kindly told the woman at the window to cancel my order. I didn’t want to risk the woman in the back doing anything unsanitary to my food simply because she was in a mood . And to add insult to injury I come to this Popeyes ONLY because it’s closest to me , but every SINGLE time i go , I have to ask them for fresh food. They give you old stale food first, so if you don’t check your bag and drive off , good luck . I don’t think I should have to ask for my food...