Bobby M.
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I’m in town for work and stopped in for lunch with one of the branch managers. I started ordering on the kiosk and my total came out to around $22. When I tried to pay with my company per diem card, it wouldn’t swipe. I later found out it was an issue with the card itself, not the reader, but at the time I figured I’d try ordering at the counter instead.
I placed the same order, and the woman helping me asked for my name like they do. I said “Bobby,” and she laughed and said, “We have the same name.” I wasn’t sure I heard her right at first, but we both ended up laughing about it. It was just a genuinely fun moment.
When it came time to tip, I joked, “Well now I’ve gotta give the biggest tip on the machine. Bobbys gotta stick together.” She laughed and thanked me, but made it a point to tell me that the tips go only to her team and not to her, since she’s a manager. That made it even better knowing it went straight to the people working so hard.
Unfortunately, the card still wouldn’t work. She tried another method, but no luck. I said it was no problem and pulled out my personal credit card. That’s when she said, “Don’t worry about it. I already comped your meal. I hate when stuff like that happens.”
I was honestly floored and tried to insist, but she wouldn’t have it. It was such a kind gesture and absolutely made my day. Great service, great people, and the food was delicious. Thanks, fellow Bobby, or maybe Bobbie. You guys rock.