Jack in the Box

No ebt at the time of writing this however. The lobby was clean tables wiped down. The staff of this establishment was nice and helpful.

These onion rings literally taste like dead fish. I don’t normally write reviews but something must be off here.

My receipt wasn’t printed correctly so I was unable to get my rewards and they didn’t know how to help me inside the restaurant. They told me to come back 3 days later but I live about 30 minutes away.

Alot to start on here... This pandemic has me cooped up in my apartment 24/7, just like everyone else. Haven't seen my girlfriend in over a month. Starting to get a bit stir crazy. Idea: I could really use an Oreo milkshake, at 10:30PM, on a Thursday. Hop in my car and drive over. 15 minute drive. I arrive, wait in line, and drive up to the speaker. The guy sounds busy and asks for a minute. I say sure, no problem. He says I can order when ready following said minute and I ask for The Shake. "Sorry, the machine is down right now." As usual on these kinds of late night milkshake runs. "Ah...man. Alright, well, that's all I wanted so... never mind. Thanks." There's a bit of hesitation on the other end. "Well, I can make it by hand if that's alright." "...Sure! You can do that. Thank you!" So sweet. In the minute waiting to drive up to the window, I realized that I must have sounded pretty indignant. I decide to correct this with positivity and tons of thanks as I pull up to the window. Instead, the positive energy flows both ways. Right as I pull up, I see him in his mask and gloves, he's already saying: "I could hear it in your voice. I knew this man had to get his shake." All I could do was laugh and bow my head. He was so kind. I repeated my thanks, and handed him my credit card. "It was like when the kid doesn't get what they want for Christmas, it sounded like that." "That's happened to me before, actually..." He says that he's a preacher, and then something about God, and doing right by Him, or something to that effect. Whatever it was, it was absurdly kind. He said "be blessed," and I said "be well," in that tone where you mean so much more good than you say. All I could do was laugh. Came for the milkshake, and got the most positive social interaction I've had in months. I didn't catch the man's name, but I did see he was a manager. He should own the damn franchise. Bless his soul and every other worker out there maintaining this kind of energy in these trying times. The milkshake was, of course, the best I've ever had from Jack in the Box. What did you expect? It's a Jack in the Box milkshake. They're great. One of the best jacks in the area. Kudos. Parking: Nothing to worry about with parking. Lots of it.