It seems that the Tim Hortons at Carlton and Jarvis is gaining ground as the city’s Worst Tim Hortons.
Poor Apprentice Blog.
I feel your pain:
I wandered into that same Timmys for a quick tea.
“An extra large, Earl Grey tea, double milk, please.”
“Green tea?” she says. Her voice is alarmingly similar to Scooby Doo.
“No. Earl Grey.”
She punches in my order. GREEN TEA comes up on the screen.
“Uh. Earl Grey? I asked for an Earl Grey,” I say pointing.
“Not Green …tea?”
“Earl. Grey. Extra. Large. Double. Milk.”
The second staff member comes over and voids the entry. She flummoxes around the punchpad until the other clerk comes back, finds it and pushes the buttons for her. I swear to you, she mumbled “green tea” as she turned to fill my order.
Seems Photojunkie has had a similar experience up on the Danforth, near to my fave fruit market.
Share your stories. Tell me of your Canadian shame…

