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Ahhhhh Sundays....A day on which I can go to church, relax, catch up on some homework, and enjoy a meal with my friends. Sunday lunches have been somewhat of a struggle in 2010. After the barrel experience last week I never imagined it could get any worse. we were wrong. Today after the long period of contemplation in the parking lot of First Baptist Church, we decided to go to Zoes, a usual favorite among bloggers. Upon our arrival at Zoes, it seemed like it would be a typical visit, filled with yummy Greek food. The restaurant was packed, but nothing out of the ordinary. One by one we ordered our delicious meals and took our seats to patiently await the arrival of our lunch. Then the madness began. Morgan's meal arrived in an efficient and usual 4 or 5 minutes. We continued to wait. Another 10 minutes or so goes by and 2 plates of delicious chicken roll ups arrive. One was Kathy's, obvious by the lack of vegetables inside, and another was Courtney's, complete with potato salad. We continued to wait....and wait...and wait. Eventually, maybe after another 15 minutes, some more food arrived. Alas, it was not what Jodes had ordered. It was an "unwelcomed Chicken sandwich" in the place of her craved grilled chicken plate. Jodes decided to deal with the meal (smart choice). Let's see...whose meal is still not there? MINE. by this time it has been 30 minutes. The waitress asks me what I ordered and I responded, "Chicken Roll Ups". She runs off in a hurry. A few more minutes go by...she walks by and ensures that they are cooking. Let's now take a moment to discuss the chicken roll up. Pita bread, chicken, feta, tomatoes, onions. that's it. complicated? I think not. continuing on....Another man comes by and we ask if they have forgotten about us, and he too ensures us that they are cooking. Are they burnt by now? are you killing the chicken? Are you as incompetent as you seem? YES. Finally, the waitress arrives with a meal. It is chicken roll ups and 2 sides and a gift card to apologize. I was very thankful for the compensation as well as the thought of bringing me a surplus of sides, but alas Zoes...you have messed up again. She brought me every side BUT the one I ordered. At this point, the whole thing became a big joke. I just told her,"you know, thanks, but can I please just have some rice?" I got some. It had a dent in it, but you know...beggers can't be choosers. It was by far the craziest experience I have ever had in a Zoes. I felt as if I were in a dream...Thousands of plates of chicken roll ups floating around the restaurant, but NONE were mine. What a day.