AV
Abe Vancampen
Nov 15, 2025
I honestly don’t even know where to begin with how unbelievably terrible my experience at this Chipotle was, but I’m going to try, because people deserve to know just how ridiculous this place has become. I’ve eaten at plenty of Chipotle locations over the years, and sure, sometimes they run out of one thing or maybe they’re a little slow, but this? This was on a completely different level. This particular location managed to take disappointment, inconvenience, and flat-out unpreparedness to an Olympic level. If there was a trophy for “Most Unacceptable Restaurant Experience at 1 PM on a Weekday,” they would win it by a landslide.
So let me set the scene: it’s 1 o’clock in the afternoon. Not closing time, not late at night, not the tail end of a rush—literally the middle of the day, the exact time when most people expect a restaurant to be fully stocked and operational. I walk in and immediately notice the line stretching almost out the door. Normally, that’s not a big deal at Chipotle. People love Chipotle, and lunchtime lines are pretty standard. I figured, “Okay, we’ll probably inch forward quickly, grab our food, and go.” Little did I know I was stepping into what felt like a slow-motion disaster.
We waited. And waited. And waited some more. Thirty minutes of standing in a line that barely moved. It was painfully slow, and we kept asking ourselves, “What is going on up there?” But we stayed patient because sometimes they’re just short-staffed or dealing with a rush. Still annoying, but understandable. But oh no—none of us standing in that line had any idea what was actually happening behind that counter.
When we finally got to the front, ready to place our order after half an hour of inching forward like we were waiting to get into a concert, the worker looks at us with this tired, defeated expression and casually says, “Just so you know… we’re out of steak, chicken, brown rice, and queso.”
The moment the worker listed everything they were out of, you could literally see the frustration ripple through everyone behind us. People groaned. People rolled their eyes. Some people just walked right out. And honestly, I don’t blame them at all. If we are waiting for 30 minutes in line, we should at least be told ahead of time that the only available options are… well, nothing.
And let’s talk about how completely bizarre it is to be out of BOTH steak and chicken at the exact same time. Those are the two main proteins that Chipotle is known for. That’s like their entire identity. How does that even happen? Did they simply not cook anything? Did they have one tiny batch that disappeared immediately? Did the manager forget to place orders? Whatever the reason, it shows a complete lack of organization. It almost felt like the staff just threw their hands up and said, “Well, we’re out of everything. Guess we’ll just stand here and hope nobody notices.”
And brown rice? Really? You’re telling me you ran out of rice—one of the least complicated items to prepare? And queso? QUESO?? How does one run out of queso at lunchtime? Queso is literally heated and served from a container. Did someone spill the whole batch? Did they decide not to make more? Absolutely baffling.
To make the situation even more frustrating, the workers didn’t seem to care much. I’m not blaming the individual employees necessarily—maybe management is the real issue—but there was zero urgency, zero communication, and zero attempt to keep customers informed. The vibe behind the counter screamed “We’ve given up,” and honestly, after waiting 30 minutes only to find out the menu had basically been deleted, I completely understood why the customers felt the same way.
I walked out of there irritated, hungry, and honestly mind-blown that a restaurant like Chipotle could operate with such a lack of preparation. A lunch rush is nothing new. They know people will show up. They know what items are most popular. This wasn’t a surprise attack. This was a predictable, everyday situation that they handled