Before I actually set down and ate I had been feeling pretty pleased with myself.  I saw the huge line, I smelled the delicious smells of French fried potatoes and I also observed all the literature on display about all the awards that Five Guys had won for their famous burgers and fries.  I knew for sure that I would be well fed. Yes, that of course was before I actually took the first bite of my burger.  My dream quickly turned into a nightmare.  My bun was wet with perspiration.  My hamburger had a chunk broken off it and was smashed to smithereens and the cheese on my sandwich was cold.  Another swing and a miss for me and Oakland dining.  How many guys does it take to ruin a lunch 5 hahahaha?