So the Derick and I went completely out of our way today to visit the newest Sonic in town. We pulled in, and Derick stated clearly over the intercom that we needed a vanilla cone and a hot fudge malt. This Mexican girl taking the order goes "Ok so you need a hot fudge and a vanilla cone?" Then Derick repeats that we need a hot fudge MALT. Then she starts jibbering about how she is having difficulties and asks for us to pull forward. Pull forward? We weren't in the drive-thru, we were in one of the drive-in spots. She then realized that, then goes "Ok so you have a vanilla cone and a hot fudge sundae." Again, Derick repeats that we need a hot fudge MALT.
At that point she asks us to hold on, and then a dude gets on the intercom to ask us what we're needing. Again Derick clearly states that we need a hot fudge malt, and this guy proceeds to tell us that they offer no such thing! Derick explains that it is on the menu, so the guy comes out to our car to look at the menu. Derick points it out and the guy goes "Oh! A hot fudge malt! We thought you said a hot fudge bowl!"....wtf??!?
As soon as the guy walks off Derick mumbles "Stupid Mexicans" and then we realize that the intercom light is still on, so the girl probably heard. I continued complaining until the light went off
It was a great malt though
