Wendy's — Restaurant in Georgia

This is a ZERO STAR review, the only reason you even get 1 is because it's necessary on Google. Let's start with the unbelievably incompetent crew. Food was disgustingly made, sloppy and old toppings, I had to throw it away because even the meat taste was bad. How you managed this I don't know. The manager here, on 11/2/18, can't get his own crew in line, was rude to every customer I saw ask for him. And then allowed an outburst I'll describe in a minute. So, somehow, the name BILLY was placed on an order WHEN MY NAME IS MILLER. I said MILLER 3 TIMES and BILLY was the outcome? When I had waited 20 minutes and continued to hear the name BILLY called, I asked if that was mine. The manager said if my name isn't BILLY it isn't. After another 5 minutes, I asked what's in the bag. The manager replied BILLY are you BILLY and I said no, so he walked off while I'm explaining I think the name is wrong. After a third time asking, I was ignored entirely, and I asked an employee what's in the bag, low and behold MY ORDER. I asked for the managers name and another employee told me "bruh calm the f* down before I come over there" and this was allowed. This will be resolved, and I am calling corporate, thank you pilot for the number to...

I stopped here trying to get a quick snack before class. There were only two people in line ahead of me. I am now dead from old age and my flesh has decomposed and I'm a spooky skeleton posting this. Some legends of yore claim that those other people are still waiting in line. Fanciful claims, to be certain, but perhaps they are immortals, doomed ever to stand patiently in line at the most glacially paced Wendy's in the history of mankind. Future generations will find these men, still waiting for their small Frosties, standing petrified, or encased in eons of sedimentary stone, much like statues made from victims of the legendary gorgon Medusa.

Time moves differently here. It is a waiting room for the eternal. Ten minutes or ten thousand years, it matters not. These poor souls who find themselves trapped here are lost to the ages. Their family might miss them now, but those families will eventually die, and the individuals here will be forgotten by history. Yet still they wait. They wait like insects trapped in amber. They wait like the victims of Vesuvius, trapped under volcanic ash.

This Wendy's is eternal purgatory. Abandon all hope ye...

I got to this Wendy's at 12:15 am right after I got off work to bring home food for my family.there was about 3 cars in the drive thru line before me.all of them got their orders.i waited and waited a good 15-20 minutes until it was my turn.no one answered the drive thru speaker so I drove to the window,honked my horn numerous times but all the workers inside were talking and laughing and making bags of food to go home with.i parked my car at the window and banged on the glass.still no one answered. SD one just looked at me and then went on talking to the others.the manager finally came to the window.it was now about 12:53 and said they closed at 1 am.i told her I was there since 12:15 and everyone before me got their orders.why did they stop at mine.it wasn't even 1 am yet,she didn't have an answer for me.all I wanted was a freaking burger and something to drink.how hard is it for your employees to do that?am I really that much of a bother to you to as actually order food at your restaurant?if you don't want or can't assist a customer with your own products,then don't be in the...