We've always had trouble with fast food clerks always botching orders.
Finally, one day I had had enough. Below is my interaction with the
something gap-toothed female clerk.
Me, after returning a hamburger for the second time: "How hard is it to make a burger with cheese, lettuce and ketchup!!?"
Clerk: "I guess I don't have the right button for that on the register."
Me: "The cook is RIGHT BEHIND YOU, you can tell him what I want."
Clerk: "But I have to press the right button!"
Me: "You know, you've got the smoothest cortex I have ever seen!"
Clerk: "Why thank you! I use Oil of Olay every night."
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