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    It Doesn’t Take Much To Get A Guy Going

    , | Easthampton, MA, USA |

    (I work at the drive-thru of a certain fast food restaurant that has milkshakes that come with these massive tube straws, roughly the width of a nickel, and bright blue.)

    Me: “Welcome to [restaurant], how can I help you?”

    Customer: “Yeah. You’ve got those blue straws, right?”

    Me: “Yeah, we do. They come with our Sundae Shakes.”

    Customer: “Cool. Gimme two. Don’t forget the straws!”

    Me: “Okay….”

    (I tell him the total and ask him to pull up…)

    Customer: “You sure these come with those blue straws?”

    Me: “Yes, they do…” *hands him his change*

    Customer, to his girlfriend: “Blue turns me on…”

    (I grab the straws and hand them out the window. After they pulled away, I burst out laughing for a good five minutes.)

    Red + Blue = Purple (Bruises)

    , | Central Illinois, USA |

    (It’s a slow night at our fast food/sandwich shop, so we’re chatting with the customers. ¬†This particular customer is a regular, and is discussing birthday presents with my coworker.)

    Customer: “Yeah, I got my kids guns for their birthdays!”

    Coworker: “How old are they?!”

    Customer: “In their 20s.”

    Coworker, shocked: “But guns kill people!”

    Customer: “Well, they may need to protect themselves someday, you know.”

    Coworker: “From what? Wild animals?”

    Customer: “No, from Democrats!”

    (My coworker gets very offended, and a rather loud debate ensues between them as I try helplessly to control my laughter.)

    Don’t Press Your Luck

    , | Lowell, MA, USA |

    Me: “Welcome to ***, may I take your order?”

    Drive-thru customer: “Yeah, I’ll take the double cheeseburger.”

    Me: “Okay, would you like to make it a value meal?”

    Drive-thru customer: *screaming* “DON’T INSULT MY INTELLIGENCE! IF I WANTED A VALUE MEAL, I WOULD HAVE SAID VALUE MEAL!”

    Me: “Fine, that will be $1.87 at window two.”

    (He drives up, I take his money and hand him the food.)

    Drive-thru customer: “I’m gonna need ketchup for the fries.”

    Me: “Sir, you only ordered the sandwich, not the value meal. I can ring up an order of fries now if you’d like.”

    Drive-thru customer: “No, you screwed up my order! I’m NOT paying for extra fries!”

    (Fed up, I throw some fries in a bag and hand them to him.)

    Customer: “Wait, is it too late to substitute onion rings??”

    Me: *slams window shut*

    Catastrophe Averted

    , | Trenton, ON, Canada | Top

    (I work at a fast food restaurant and was taking money. My co-worker was taking drive-thru orders right beside me.)

    Coworker: “Hi there, welcome to ***. What can I get for you today?”

    Customer: “Give me one ranch wrap. That’s all.”

    Coworker: “Would you like your wrap crispy or grill?”

    Customer: “No, I want it ranch.”

    Coworker: “Yes, but would you like the chicken crispy or grilled?”

    Customer: “RANCH!”

    Coworker: “CRISPY OR GRILLED?”

    Customer: “LISTEN TO ME, YOU LITTLE SH–oh, um, crispy…”

    Even Bosses Have A Stupid Quota, Part 3

    , | Ottawa, ON, Canada |

    Me: “Hello ma’am, and welcome to ***. What can I get for you today?”

    Woman w/ son: “I’d like two burgers, one of them on a sesame-seedless bun, please.”

    Me: “I’m terribly sorry, but we’re actually out of seedless buns right now.”

    Woman w/ son: “How dare you! My son has deathly allergies to a lot of things, I’ll have you know!”

    Me: “Ma’am, is he allergic to sesame seeds?”

    Woman w/ son: “No, he isn’t.”

    Me: “Well, ma’am, the only difference between seeded and seedless buns are the sesame seeds, so it will be fine for your son to eat one with seeds.”

    Woman w/ son: “HOW F**KING DARE YOU! YOU DON’T TELL ME WHAT MY SON CAN OR CANNOT EAT! I WANT A SEEDLESS BUN, D**N YOU! GET ME YOUR MANAGER!”

    Me: “Yes, of course. Just one moment.”

    (I go and get the manager and explain the situation. My manager, NOT a people person, grabs a seeded bun and proceeds to the front with a knife.)

    Manager: “HERE IS YOUR D**N SEEDLESS BUN!”

    (My manager slices off the top half of the bun and throws it on the counter.)

    Me: “Have a nice day, ma’am.”

    Woman w/ son: “Oh, shut the f**k up.”

    Related:
    Even Bosses Have A Stupid Quota, Part 2
    Even Bosses Have A Stupid Quota


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