Wilson Burgers

Doesn't Recommend

Michael Kim

Joined 2 years ago

soggy food, crazy owner. Imagine working 80+ hours/wk.

After one particularly stressful 24 hour shift, you come home.. you are so tired that before you can even change out of your clothes, you fall into a deep, comatose state..

After what feels like weeks of hibernation, you wake up at dawn completely rejuvenated and ready to enjoy your day off.

The birds are chirping, the morning mist is still lingering, and you're ready to chow down some delicious breakfast.

You stroll out of your apartment and walk around the corner to find a mom and pops shop thats already fuming traces of sizzling bacon eggs and potatoes.

This was my particular Thursday morning.

I walk in, still stretching and rubbing my eyes to take a look at their menu, listing the standard burgers, sandwiches, and breakfast items.

How come I never visited this neighborhood burger stand before?

I should take a couple photos and write a review.

After ordering my breakfast, I walk outside to take a photo of the place..

Suddenly, the owner storms out in a rage, yelling something incomprehensible at me (to the point veins were popping out of his neck), beckons me over with his index finger.

I cautiously walk over, half wondering if this lunatic is going to assault me.

He gets right upto my face and then spends the next (I kid you not) 15 minutes on a blustering rant/interrogation.

WHO ARE YOU WHY ARE YOU TAKING PHOTOS OF MY PROPERTY WHAT DO YOU DO WHY ARE YOU TAKING PHOTOS OF MY PROPERTY WHAT IS YOUR JOB WHY ARE YOU TAKING PHOTOS OF MY PROPERTY EVEN GOOGLE ASKED FOR PERMISSION TO TAKE PHOTOS WHY ARE YOU TAKING PHOTOS OF MY PROPERTY and on..

I am still in my morning daze.

I calmly explain to the guy (if I yelled back at the dude, I swear he was going to strike me) that I (his customer) come in peace, without bad intentions, and that I have not done anything wrong.

After what seemed like an hour of explanation, I finally managed to escape.

The owner apparently felt that he was wronged that I took smartphone pictures of his burger stand without first consulting him..

...and he thought that this was the appropriate way to confront me about it.

I am now home, eating my breakfast (which is really soggy from grease, by the way).

I really wanted to like this place... but if you were me, would you?