The note is found at Slocum's Joe, posted on a bulletin board near the cigarette machine.
A Post-Apocalyptic culinary review by Glen Ramos
I'll be honest with you. If one good thing came out of this god-forsaken apocalypse, it's that I'll never have to drink another cup of Slocum's Joe coffee again. Having to look a Slocum's Joe employee in the eyes, hand them my 28 dollars, and thank them for the stale, acidic rubbish they'd just given me was a fate worse than nuclear hellfire. One star.