Sentiment analysis: I waited a while to write my review to make sure this was actually what I wanted to say. These kids running this donkey show pissed me the hell off. It was just after 4 on a Saturday and we came in to have what I thought would be the only intelligent offering in a town full of children. Right! We were seated and I was one of 4 guests in the building. Our drink order was taken, and because I was in my booth so tight that I didn't want to get up to show my I.D. I changed my order to Sierra Mist! I guess the 4 inches of grey hair hanging from my chin wasn't proof enough that I am not only old enough to drink. But I am also old enough to operate an electric wheel chair! But that had nothing to do with the annoyance factor that was brewing. The kid explained what we had to do and we went on our way. Now I love rice. So much so that I could eat that alone as my meal. Both the white and brown rice tubs were completely empty! So I asked for some and was told they would bring it right out. Then I was told to make my bowl and they would bring it out when it was ready. So I asked a simple question. If you bring it out after the meal is cooked. Than the rice will still be white! With no flavor from what I put in the bowls. Three people told me that it would take 25 minutes to cook the damn rice and they all thought it was hysterical. The manager. A young girl with her hair pulled back to give her that look of authority kept pacing back and forth through the restaurant like she actually had something important to offer. The rice. Is an, if not thee essential part of what this chains menu is built upon! And then you do a group huddle to laugh about it. Now I could see my bowl from across the restaurant sitting on the edge of the griddle. When about thirty people walk in. The cook is still scraping the grill from the time I walked in the door and I knew what was going to happen next. Bowl after bowl about 8 inches higher than the rim were pushing mine further and further away from getting cooked. That's was it. I'm the dude in the Snickers commercial that needs to be fed. But. I kept my cool. Just not my Snidely Whiplash remarks. Every time a server walked by, I asked if the rice was ready yet? I cut the time of that rice down to 15 minutes and that shit was scorched like their underwear after a weekend binge! Of course when it came out I was finished with my meal. I thought that it would be fun to visit a college town and take in some sights. Fuck You! I told my buddy to get the car and lets get the hell out of here!
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negative

Sentiment analysis: I purchased a bridesmaid dress from here because they were the closest shop that carried the dress brand. When I got measured the attendant said I was a perfect size 4. I have never been a size four so I requested to try on a dress by the same brand. They only had a size 8, which felt only slightly big in some areas. I requested a size 6 (my normal size) versus their recommended size 4. The lady threw a fit. She wrote all over my receipt how I went against her recommendations and then stormed off to find someone else to finish the sale. Well, I got my dress after a 3 month long wait (much longer than the other bridesmaids in other locations had to wait). AND THE DRESS WAS TOO SMALL. Now it's three weeks until the wedding and I have to hope and pray a local seamstress can let the dress out enough for me to zip it up.
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negative

Sentiment analysis: I was not very happy with the service or the milk tea I purchased this morning...I don't think I will be returning here again!!!
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negative