Pollo Tropical

A few days ago I stopped by a Pollo Tropical in Boca Raton. The counter help was so bad the person behind me was cursing under his breath and apologized to me. When I got to the front of the line she stuffed her mouth with some food. I asked her, “Do I need to let you take your lunch break so you can finish eating?” She tried to play it off but, she was nasty: dirty shirt, dirty hair, and nasty attitude.