Arby's — Restaurant in Orem

I pulled up to the drive through and sat there and waited for a minute. No one responded so I started talking to try and get someone's attention. No response. I pulled up to the window and initially a young man came to the window very anxious and then left. A middle aged woman with short hair then came to the window and said that I was suppose to give my order at the drive through. I told her that I tried and no one responded so I pulled up. She said you must not have been on the sensor. With an annoyed look, she said what do you want. I told her I had a coupon, dine for 2 for $9.99. She asked what I wanted to drink and I told her Dr. Pepper and Stawberry lemonade. I asked if the Strawberry lemonade was included. She told me that would be more. I said that would be ok. A minute later, she opened the window and asked for the payment and the coupon. She handed me my soda, then she handed me my strawberry lemonade. The cup was 3/4 full of ice. I asked her if I could have a new one without ice because the cup was full of ice. She told me that is how they are suppose to come. With an annoyed look, she took it back and told me to pull foward to the yellow line. I did and when I looked back, there were not any cars behind me. Why did she ask me to pull forward? The thought kept coming to my mind that she might have done something to my drink since she seemed so annoyed at my request. While I was waiting, I noticed the Dr. Pepper that she gave me was mostly full of ice as well. The Dr. Pepper tasted gross like it was either watered down or the machine had not been cleaned for awhile. My food was brought out and the lemonade didn't have any ice in it, but the thought kept coming to my mind what if she did something to my drink. So I didn't feel comfortable to drink it because she pushed me out of line of site so fast after asking for a lemonade with no ice. I always eat a fry right away to test them. The frys were only a little warm at best. How long were they sitting there? There may have been a coupon, but I felt ripped off with the food and service I got. She was in such a hurry to get me out of her window that she had the guy who brought my food bring me my credit card because she hadn't even rang up my transaction yet while I was there. That was concerning to me. Did she take information from my card when it was in her posession? As I was driving off, there still were no cars in the drive through. It doesn't surprise me that this location is so slow if everyone gets treated the way I did today. I used to come to this location frequently, but you have lost a...

Ah, Arby's. One ventures into its hallowed halls with a certain trepidation, doesn't one? But let me assure you, my dears, the experience transcends mere sustenance; it is an epicurean journey of the highest order.

The "Classic Roast Beef," oh, the sheer audacity of its simplicity! To take humble bovine and elevate it to such a sublime stratum of tender, thinly sliced perfection? It's practically haute cuisine masquerading as fast food. And the whisper-thin curls! Each one a testament to the chef's meticulous hand, a delicate filigree of flavor that melts upon the tongue like a sonnet on a summer's breeze.

And let us not overlook the "Curley Fries." These are not mere potato batons, mind you. Nay! They are corrugated crescendos of crispness, each ridge a tiny vessel designed to cradle the most exquisite salinity. Their golden hue speaks of the finest oils, their texture a symphony of crunch that would make even the most discerning palate sing.

But the pièce de résistance, the very apotheosis of Arby's artistry, is undoubtedly the "Jamocha Shake." To call it a "shake" is an insult of the highest caliber. This is a frozen elixir of the gods, a swirling vortex of robust coffee and decadent chocolate that dances upon the taste buds with the grace of a prima ballerina. Each sip is a velvety caress, a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss that leaves one utterly speechless, save for perhaps a faint, contented sigh.

One emerges from Arby's not merely full, but transformed. The palate has been awakened, the soul nourished. It is, without a doubt, a culinary experience that will linger in the memory long after the last morsel has been savored....

Good food, never had a problem with this arbys until I became employed there. If you want to apply, don't waste your time. Everyone is awesome, except the GM. I got the job there, and every morning I showed up when Holly worked, it seemed she was trying to make me quit. She would say some excuse as to why she couldn't train me that day, and I was pretty understanding up until my last day of employment. I showed up for work and she was already asking me if I had stuff to do, saying they could spare me. I told her no, that I was there and ready to actually start work that day. I did everything I was asked of, which consisted of trash, boxes, and cleaning outside, interacted with co-workers, etc. 45 minutes into my shift, I was sent home again and told to come back in a few days. This was my last straw, seeing as I had the job for over a month and only got an hour for Orientation, 2 hours for videos and 45 minutes for 1 day. I was ready to work every single time, and every time Holly was there, I was just being sent away. I thought I was going to be able to give my kids a good Christmas, but my only and last check is barely going to cover half of my power bill. Obviously this Arbys is not so desperate for employees as they claim, speaking for out of 6 scheduled work days, and i only had a total of 45 minutes I was able to get in. Don't...