Weeks ago, I challenged Wendy's on their math skills regarding the ads on their hamburger bags which read, "We figured out that there are 256 ways to personalize a Wendy's hamburger. Luckily someone was paying attention in math class." Our in-house actuary, (pictured above) said that the numbers didn't add up. I went to the top of the Wendy's corporate chain for answers, and they stood by their story. Our actuary remained stalwart.
It is now with a greasy, heavy, trans-fat heart that I admit the following:
Wendy's chili tastes better than crow. Even with a planted formaldehyde finger in it.
Yes, that's right, our math man made a mistake. Apparently there are 256 ways to personalize a Wendy's hamburger afterall and he simply left a number off. Or his head was up his arse. Or who knows. All I know is that Wendy's was right, and we were wrong. I'm sorry, Wendy's. Even though I rarely patronize you (the last time may have been in the 80's), I do apologize for doubting you.
Wendy's chili tastes better than crow. Even with a planted formaldehyde finger in it.
Yes, that's right, our math man made a mistake. Apparently there are 256 ways to personalize a Wendy's hamburger afterall and he simply left a number off. Or his head was up his arse. Or who knows. All I know is that Wendy's was right, and we were wrong. I'm sorry, Wendy's. Even though I rarely patronize you (the last time may have been in the 80's), I do apologize for doubting you.
What this means for Wendy's: Credibility.
What this means for me: No Wendy's bucks, coupons, or other Wendy's related free crap.
Sigh. Thanks a lot, in-house actuary. You owe me a Frostie.
