Yeah, this may be the last time. So, while waiting to pick up my pizza and being rung up, I noticed the cashiers (male) finger nails. The black dirt and grime was hard to miss. While Im thinking about that, the tween female takes a pepperoni from the prep line and dips it in marinara and pops it in her mouth...twice. She then checks her phone, types out a text, returning the phone to her pocket and without washing her hands after either activity, starts making the next pizza with her bare hands. If I get food poisoning and die, check The Great Alaska Pizza Company on Airport.
Posted on: Mon, 08 Dec 2014 05:27:29 +0000
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