It Always Hurts To Ask

Me: “Hello! What can I get for you this evening?”

Customer: “Yeah, can I get a Caramel Mocha?”

Me: “Sure, did you want the Caramel Mocha or did you want the blended Caramel Frappe?”

Customer: *impatiently* “I WANT the Caramel MOCHA!”

Me: “Okay, did you want that hot or cold?”

Customer: *annoyed* “I want that cold! DUH!”

Me: “Okay, did you want that medium or large?”

Customer: “I want it F***ING LARGE! WHY YOU GOTTA ASK ME SO D*** MANY QUESTIONS?!”

Me: “I’m sorry. I just want to make sure I have your order correct. Here’s your total. Please have your money ready at the first window…”

(The customer gets to the window, practically throws her money at me, and speeds off to the next window to get her drink.)

Customer: *at the next window* “I DIDN’T WANT THIS NASTY PIECE OF S***! I WANTED THE BLENDED ONE!”