The transition of the new/old/same/different restaurant has gone swimmingly thankyouverymuch.
Except for the effing menus which I am going to continue to call "effing menus" because it is catchy and I am still proof-reading them and faxing them copies with corrections and seriously????
a monkey, a lobotomized aardvark and Lindsey Lohan as a 3 man team could have done a better job.
When they said the menus were complimentary, it was code word for "we will do the very minimum in the 30+ days we have to do this and at the last minute, we will screw you up one side and down the other" which they have. We asked them to send us the file and we would do it ourselves and they won't.
XXXXX Foods- you fail. Your design team and your customer service suck.
The questions have been coming- some normal and some completely without thought.
The sign came down Friday morning and the calls started. We have a huge banner saying we are open and a new sign and menu are coming soon. They wanted to know if we are open (um..) and are we the same? same management? blah
Today a woman asked me how we got out of the franchise contract which I cannot talk about or I will be sued. I have to say we parted ways amicably (a lie) and without issues (a lie)
Good news, the sign came down Friday and by Friday eve, the company had the smaller version of the sign printed so we could proof the colors. They are not done yet but so far, they are already way ahead of the menu guys (personally, I think if women were in charge, it would be done right) and it has only been 3 days.
Last night our date night was interrupted by a hash brown run (we were out at work) so after a trip to Sam's in the city where we saw 26 people from our town. I got to go to my fave sushi place and I had 2 yummy cosmos. Score!
It is almost 90 degrees outside today and we are grilling tonight and drinking cold beer (when my hubby goes to the store) and relaxing.