Scooter's Coffee — Restaurant in Omaha

Customer service was like waking up and seeing a rainbow with a parade of unicorns prancing across it. I felt as if my soul had been touched by Emmie, as her eyes looked deep into my soul with the kindness of a thousand grandmoms. My iced vanilla frappe went down the hatch, and it was like taking one of those limitless pills Bradley Cooper took in that movie, and suddenly I knew everything we learned in school was wrong. I could communicate telepathically with Emmie, and she sent thought waves that shattered my perception of reality as I instantly was given the winning PowerBar numbers for this week's upcoming drawing. I'm not saying that my imminent millionaire status is because of Emmie and Scooters...but I'm not saying it isn't, either. 100000/10...

The people are nice, and I suppose the atmosphere is probably okay for a coffee place.

I've literally never had a decent cup of coffee here. Now I just like regular coffee (maybe some cream and sugar), but the stuff they hand you is just thin and tasteless. Couple that with the notion that they don't stir the add-ins (ever), and you don't get a spoon or anything in the drive thru to do it yourself, and you'd be way further ahead stopping by the QuickTrip or something.

Omaha needs something like a Tim Hortons for people that like a coffee that doesn't rival the caloric intake and flavor of...

Hopefully you don't have any issues with being given the wrong drink and no time to go back because the franchise owner will claim that she's going to send a card for a refund, never send it then never return your call again. The blended drink didn't have much ice in it, runny. The franchise owner of this location does not care about...