Never been inside this Dunkin, not particulary keen on ever going in either. My relationship with Dunkin on Fordham Rd exists strictly on late night booty-call level.
That is to say: late at night, drunkenly crawling down Fordham Road to get to bed, I stop at Dunkin Donuts to answer that drunk munchies calling and consume indulgent useless calories that will, let's admit it, probably go straight to my ass. Or eventually.
My affairs here are a bit riske, if not to say Ghetto. I appreciate the obscenely bizarre picture I paint, trapsing up to the dented aluminum cylinder through which I mutter an order for bagel & cream cheese or donuts. I don't even mind, when I am with two friends, that there are only two plain bagels and one poppyseed. I will in the morning, but hey. Zombie boy behind the window, I know you're tired & I won't complain about how slow you are next time, serving up all of three bagels. I know you'd rather drunken fools not disturb you in your dirty glass cage. But, dude, that's what you get for working the latenight shift at a 24 hr Dunkin Donuts on Fordham Road!
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(the zombie boys are so much more likeable when they give you free donuts)
Never been inside this Dunkin, not particulary keen on ever going in either. My relationship with Dunkin on Fordham Rd exists strictly on late night booty-call level.
That is to say: late at night, drunkenly crawling down Fordham Road to get to bed, I stop at Dunkin Donuts to answer that drunk munchies calling and consume indulgent useless calories that will, let's admit it, probably go straight to my ass. Or eventually.
My affairs here are a bit riske, if not to say Ghetto. I appreciate the obscenely bizarre picture I paint, trapsing up to the dented aluminum cylinder through which I mutter an order for bagel & cream cheese or donuts. I don't even mind, when I am with two friends, that there are only two plain bagels and one poppyseed. I will in the morning, but hey. Zombie boy behind the window, I know you're tired & I won't complain about how slow you are next time, serving up all of three bagels. I know you'd rather drunken fools not disturb you in your dirty glass cage. But, dude, that's what you get for working the latenight shift at a 24 hr Dunkin Donuts on Fordham Road!
Thank you, Yelp Elite event for making the story-telling portion of the review possible.
(the zombie boys are so much more likeable when they give you free donuts)