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I went to Fuddruckers with my family, and we had just sat down when my little sister yelled: “It’s a freaking rat!” That was bad enough—but then I looked down and immediately wanted to scream. There was a HUGE rat that was waddling from the back of the restaurant toward the kitchen. People were yelling and jumping on chairs and tables. The manager came out to see what was going on.
His reaction was almost as bad as my feeling of disgust. The first thing he announced was that they were not doing any refunds to anyone who had taken so much as a bite out of the food. One of the patrons yelled, “Did you see how big that rat was!?!” And the manager said: “Of course it was big, he’s eating at Fuddruckers.” My parents asked for the bill and then we left and have never gone back.