Tim Hortons

it hasn’t been n good night right for me. with a critically ill family number in the intensive care unit, I was sent to get refreshments for my distressed mother and I before heading to the hospital. as such my experiences at Timmies tonight should be seen through those lenses.
Nothing really went all that wrong though, but some things do bear mentioning.
Even though it was pretty dead inside the establishment, given that it was 10pm, there was a small crowd of «gentlemen» (and i do use the term exceedingly lightly) crowding around the front entrance, smoking, spitting and loudly gesticulating vulgarities in no particularly discernable direction. I did brush it off as just L. Sackville being L. Sackville but it did cross my mind that I probably wouldn’t want my sister or mother anywhere near there by themselves after dusk (and I’m by no means an old fashioned chauvinist).
Inside there was only one old man in front of me, but the rude old cooter was insistently trying to buy coffee beans and then exchanging them for different ones and then asking the one cashier how they were supposed to be prepared to make coffee. Hysterically the cashier had no idea how to actually brew coffee, and the old cooter was not to be waylaid by other people in line (WHO for heavens sakes goes shopping for bulk coffee at Tim Hortons at 10pm?). To top it all off he didn’t speak a word of English, and then had the gall to try and haggle price with the cashier… By this point i was starting to lose my s^*&& but reigning it in because i needed to be there for my family. SOO
Eventually I got to order.
My favorite sandwich there is the ham and swiss with honey mustard. Disappointingly they no longer carry the large size which is baguette style. Now its this super crusty ciabatta which by the time you’ve bitten hard enough to get through the crust, the entire contents has since started escaping out the sides. Ughghghgh.. Why are corporations so stupid? Also, they pulled a pet peeve of mine I like to call the faux-​half…
The sandwich looks perfectly cut in half, but little do you know, the careless underpaid line cook or whatever neglected to cut all the way through to the bottom of the over-​crustified ciabatta sandwich. So I reach into the bag expecting a nice half sandwich to pop out, but instead out comes a half attached full sandwich… half of which’s contents has since gone all over my lap… Spending the rest of the night in hospital waiting rooms with sticky honey mustard is not what i spent my childhood nights dreaming of doing when/​if i grew up.
Anyhow its been a long sleepless night but I will once again be heading to Tim Hortons of course. Its my Canadian duty.(even though i live in the USA lol)

I hate to be hating on Lower Sackville, but this Tim Horton’s leaves a lot to be desired. I will fully admit that I don’t like Tim Horton’s coffee, but I was was working nearby, and the thought of a burger chain for lunch churned my stomach. I clearly ordered the vegetable harvest soup combo, but the unfriendly clerk didn’t hear combo. Even though I was ordering all the items in said combo she still didn’t clue in. I assumed she did, paid, and waited for my order, assuming I would get my choice of doughnut when she came back. Didn’t happen, I thought maybe the photo was wrong, I asked if I was supposed to get one with a combo. She gave a little laugh and was like yes, but you’d have to order the combo. Gahh! Long story short, the soup needed a ton of spices and seasonings…
I decided to give it an