Wawa White W.
Yelp
Im writing this in the point of view of the chip that i saw fall to the ground and get stepped on 6 times.
My average, room temperature, store bought, self sat in the basket just chilling comfortably, with my brethren until i suddenly fell out of my basket. Shocked that the server had dropped me out of my basket from his immaculate speed, i was taken aback. Laying on this sad floor i watched as everyone walked by me, but to my surprise there was barely any service. 10 minutes go by and thankfully nobody stepped on me yet. Still no service for this one table and asking what this one table wanted to drink, such a pity might i add. Finally i see a human approaching, WE GOT SERVICE! Only were they asked what they wanted to drink, after that the waitress left not asking if they wanted to order their actual food. Another 10 minutes go by, she comes back with the drinks. she left. 10 more minutes shes back. She finally asks what they wanted. Sounded like a pretty average order. As i waited within another 30 minutes, I GOT STEPPED ON. Not once. Not twice. THREE TIMES. A devastating tragedy struck as i shattered into pieces. After those 30 minutes they had received their appetizer. Even though i was just a sad chip it looked greasy and not good. This one girl was eating it and grease got everywhere. No napkins even in sight and no waiter either. Another 10 minutes and i get bored on but thankfully another different waiter gave them napkins. Still no actual food yet. I thought about how different my life wouldve been as i sat on the floor, watching the other people around me. I heard about some of the other people complain but i payed no mind to it. They received their food taking 5 seconds to eat and devour the meal and payed the bill. All three of them stepped on me shattering my heart even more as i am forever stuck in this wanna be mexican place. The food was apparently very greasy and leaves a coating on your mouth.