Mess Up The Ketchup And She’ll Mess You Up

Me: “Okay, ma’am, a number three with a root beer. Is there anything else I can get for you today?”

Customer: “No, that’ll be all, but do me a favor.”

Me: “Alright, what can I do for you?”

Customer: “Don’t put any ketchup packets in my bag.”

Me: “Okay, I’ll be sure not–”

Customer: “You better not! I can’t eat ketchup! They piss me off!”