Jamba Juice

Is it something in the training where you guys train your employees to make fun of people's grammar errors? Absolutely rude! When someone messes up on something when they are speaking instead of laughing at them and then calling out their order how they accidentally said it maybe use better judgement and not be so inconsiderate.

When ever I go to this Jamba Juice they always confuse my order last time some cashier (he was new you could tell) gave me and my friend a medium Jamba when I specifically told him 5 times to order both smalls. Not only that but after words I told the juice maker that I ordered a small not a medium and she rolled her eyes at me and said "Well now you have a medium!" In a rude tone. I told her that I wanted to receive the change back for a small and she pounded the keys and shoved the change to me. Then my other order was a medium too but at this point I did not wanna deal with this rude lady and just left. Then the last time I went there I asked for a Jamba mango tango from the underground menu and when I received it it was not even the same tasting drink! It tasted like a bunch of lime ice cream and some strawberry chunks mushed together . It tasted nothing like the drink that I normally ordered, other wise it's a decent place.

Twas 8 moons ago, on a scorching late noon day. I was walking with my mother, looking for something to soothe my throat of its thirst. I spotted many a different things that could work. Then out of the corner of my eyne I spotted the exact thing I needed. Jamba Juice, the blenders where whirring like a singing bird. I approached the counter and asked "May I see the underground menu good sir?" "Here you are," said the man. I looked over the glossy paper, many of them sounded fair. Finally, I chose the right one, "May i please have the rainbow skittles?" I asked. "What size of cup?" the kind person replied. "Small," I replied. I watched as the ladies behind the counter pressed some buttons after adding the fruit and watched as the blender whirred magically. I could hardly wait, while watching thy cup being filled. Then, the lady smacked the blender and I watched the pink mixture slide into mine cup. I took the cup and tore the paper of thy straw to finally taste the glorious drink I ad been waiting for. It was a mystery of fruit and some seeds. It was a fine drink and it tasted like the heavens. I know I will walk to thy store many a more time.

As a kid I remember going to the mall and begging my mom and dad for an Orange Julius. Every time. I wouldn't always get one, but when I did I would savor each sip from the straw until I heard the empty cup sound. Jamba Juice brings back that feeling. It's a grown ups Orange Julius because (save for the sugar) these drinks aren't too bad for you! It's not processed high fructose garbage. It's actual fruits and vitamins that goes into it. This is one of those mall stops you must make. Sip until you hear the empty sound!