This week, EADJ fixes its lens on the rich, vibrant culture that is retail. From merchandise to casual and lunchtime dining, we will assess, examine, judge, condemn, and sexually assault.
First up, a café in Midtown. It's just another middling Cosi-wannabe that doesn't offer anything new, but what EADJ found interesting was that the manager had set up his office smack dab in the middle of the dining area.
I'm guessing there was no room in the back to set up a proper desk, but it seems odd that they would actually take space away from customers to run the stupid place. Dumbbbbbbbb.
Adding to the dumbness is how enormous the food preparation area is. One guy working the register doesn't need a train car-sized counter to make a skim latte. Knock that boy down and throw your dumb Dell Computer back there, you dumb dummies.
Not pictured on the far wall (to the left of J'Net) were a few refrigerated displays and another serving counter for sandwiches and salads, separated by a huge OPEN FLOOR. So there's obviously some wasted space, but Sir Dumbalot Mullet Cockhorse Buttnugget decided to put his disorganized managing style in full public display. Kudos, good sir!
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