Worth The Hike.
The Pacific Northwest has been a black hole for Chick-fil-A. I hadn't even heard of it until my roommates passion got me intrigued. I don't travel much so when I do, going to Chick-fil-A is a must. Before I even left for Dallas I made sure to look up the nearest Chick-fil-A. Just my luck only a 20 minute walk from my hotel. I started my adventure the second day I was there during a lunch break. The 20 minute walk was a small price to pay for the blessing that is a Chick-fil-A Chicken Sandwich. When I got there I had a huge smile on my face. The staff immediately knew there was something different about this Chick-fil-A purchase. I explained why the smile was on my face and how excited I was for a Chick-fil-A Sandwich, due to the fact the nearest one from my home town is 9 hours away. Then in came my new great friend Cordarryl, from the Dallas Chick-fil-A on Elm Street. With a huge smile he runs up to the manager visibly excited for the opportunity to bless me with a chicken sandwhich. He comes back and one of the greatest moments in my short Chick-fil-A history happens... he gives me my meal.... for free. FOR FREE! I left with an even bigger smile on my face than before, feeling truly blessed a man like Cordarryl went out of his way to provide the upmost satisfaction during my Chick-fil-A experience. Thank you Chick-fil-A, you understand what it means to treat people with the utmost respect. Today, was a good day.