"I've never been here, so was I excited? My husband told me to come here as a kid and it sounds good. But my excitement had worn a little after I stepped on the counter to create my order and the boy standing there, went away as if I wasn't there. A little more than I realized that my swimmer was much more shameful than other girls. And when I came to the car, I found my order was messed up. On a burger who doesn't come with onions, they added them as well as the pimples I had asked to remove them. If such things happen in places with caucasian employees and with real seeing how caucasian moats are treated differently, I can't help but wonder if my treatment is that I am black. Mostly I am sad that my mood has been ruined by this experience. I would hope that, as I am a paying customer, I will be treated as well as the other paying customers. But I guess that's too much to ask. Don't worry, I won't visit anyone else just because I don't want to be reminded of this experience."