Checkers

I will do my best to describe this location as politically correct as possible. The employees who work here seem to know their clientele well. Too well. I have never heard a racial slur repeated so many times by AN EMPLOYEE to a customer, regardless if they were friends or not! («Wassup my *****, when you come. home, *****, oh my God, *****, Yo we gotta get together when I get off ***** My *****, my *****.) I have never heard AN EMPLOYEE address a customer with «B****, what your a** doing out the house?» I have never heard AN EMPLOYEE dispute a customer who has an incorrect order with calling someone else with «Yo, you need to come handle this s*** cause she saying that’s not how she ordered it and I ain’t got time for people bulls*** today! «I will tell you that this location does have employees who for whatever reason, will give their Access Card (Food Stamps) to someone else, to buy a crab platter across the street at the seafood store. (In front of other customers no less, complete with the pin number)
Oh BTW. The food? Below Average at best!