Last night we had one of the worst restaurant experiences we've ever had. We went out to eat at Applebee's with Scott, Pam, Brendan and Corey. Since we had eight total people in out group we had to wait for a little while to get a table big enough for us. Eventually we settled on two tables right next to each other. Our food arrived and everything seemed to be quite normal, but it would end up far from that. The first problem was a bottom bun of my hamburger that was completely soaked in grease, not that big of a deal, I just requested another bun. While I waited for my new bun (ha, ha, ha) Kelly found something very disturbing in her mashed potatoes. A finger from a plastic glove, not someone's finger, but the plastic finger torn off of the glove. Pretty nasty and even our waitress was grossed out by that one, along with the couple sitting at the table next to us. The waitress went back to get some different potatoes and then eventually came back with my new bun, which was so toasted that it was black on half of the bun. Oh well, at least I would now be able to enjoy my well done burger. Yeah well my description of well done does not include the center still being pink. I called the waitress back over and told her I was done, I couldn't take any more of this service. It just so happened that the manager was over talking to Kelly about her treasure and after he was finished talking to her he came over and I explained that I would not be paying for this hamburger after all we had been through. He asked if I would like another one to go, but at that point I just wanted to leave. After he offered something else I decided that the hot apple pie might be able to make up for some of our issues, and luckily that was easily the best part of the whole meal, besides the great company. I felt bad for the waitress because none of the problems were her fault, and even after all that I will still go back to Applebee's, although I may boycott the one south of town for a while.