Dunkin’ Donuts

Two people working a slow drive thru window while I stand at the counter alone twit tiling my thumbs. Total BS. I walked out and no one even tried to help me. Hire people who care about customer service!

Every time I stop there I ordered my kids a strawberry coolatta. I get told the machine is broken or getting cleaned. I knew people that worked there and they told me they just didn’t feel like making it.

The coffee is usually pretty good. It is just like any other Dunkin.

A few years back, I had a pretty bad case as intestinal distress and stopped into this dunkins to take care of it. I was in there awhile and got to notice my surroundings– including a spot of blood on the floor. Now, my first response was «Ewww! So gross!» but then I thought about it. I had no idea why that blood was there and it could have gotten there under some wondrous circumstances. For example, a Die Hard situation could have been unfolding in the general Ossippee area and a Bruce Willis-​esque hero could have just popped into this same bathroom in a pause between fighting terrorists and finding amusing ways to curse.
Or, what I took as a blood spot on the ground could have been not blood at all but paint for art installation to remind me of how delicate the human condition really is and how quickly eating DD food will cut down my life expectancy.
Lastly, it could be a vampire trap. If you wonder if someone is a vampire, just drop a bit of blood on the ground and see who drops to their knees to lick it up. Once someone does, you do your best Buffy Summers impression and stake the bastard. Of course, it was a bathroom and had mirrors in it which would be a far easier avenue of vampire detection. But our intrepid vampire hunters may not be very bright. I don’t know how much schooling or basic intelligence is required to kill a vampire so I can’t speak to this point with any authority.
My point is, never just assume a Random blood spot is gross. Also, don’t assume the blood spot is delicious because in that case you’re probably a vampire who is about to be killed by a very stupid slayer.

Seriously hit or miss here. Ossipee needs a Starbucks.

We were pulling out of the Circle K when Mrs B asked me to stop– at the next Dunks that we came across. Timing was everything as I pulled out onto Route 16 and made an immediate left into the parking lot.
Granted, we weren’t exactly in a great metropolis but this may have been the first time I pulled into a Dunkin Donuts when there wasn’t even another customer in the parking lot.
Easy in, Easy out. The staff was friendly and Mrs B was happy with her coffee. What more can you ask for.