Dairy Queen

I have always enjoyed eating and ordering cakes from Dairy Queen, that is, until we moved to Floyds Knobs. I thoroughly believe that they take pride in hiring the rudest, laziest teenagers imaginable to run this restaurant.
Not only do you get horrible service, if you happen to go through the drive thru to get ice cream and ask for a lid, they will also roll their eyes and blow at you.
I wouldn’t recommend this restaurant to my worst enemy.

You know, it’s a Dairy Queen so I don’t really expect gourmet cuisine served by ballerinas in tuxedos.
I also don’t expect that one of the employees will use the dining room as a rumpus room for her two unruly children. I get being a working parent with limited resources and how difficult that can be. What is completely unacceptable is allowing the kids to run through the dining room, screeching, and bumping into customers. One of them was so out of control that he was trying to climb up on the counter and was sitting on table tops. There were two of them and someone thought that feeding them sugar and setting them loose on the general public was a good plan.
Now, before you get all atwitter about how hard it is to control kids these days, I should point out that there was also a customer in the dining area with FOUR kids (an infant, a two-​ish year old, a three-​ish year old, and a four-​ish year old) and I didn’t hear a peep out of them. If that woman can control four small children, the two school aged kids can be kept under control. If they can’t, don’t subject the public to their shenanigans. Specifically, don’t subject your customers to them.
At the very least, put them to work filling all of those empty ketchup bottles on the tables.