As A Pickle Hater, I Don’t Get It, But You Do You!
We have a regular who really likes pickles. He’s ordered just about every sandwich on the menu multiple times, but one thing that’s consistent is he always asks for extra pickles.
I see him coming one day, and after he orders his sandwich, I ask:
Me: “Would you like extra pickles?”
Regular: “I don’t just want extra pickles. I want a prodigious quantity of pickles. I want you to go to town on that extra pickle button on your cash register like you’re playing Diablo on your mom’s old computer with your friends on LAN. I want you to punch that button like you’re in a martial arts movie doing lightning punches. I want more extra pickles than you’ve given anyone before. I want you to take my sandwich and present it to me in a jar full of pickles.”
He pauses.
Regular: “I know that’s not something I can get, so I’ll settle for ‘extra’ pickles.”
Me: “Actually, I might be able to do something for you.”
Regular: “Really?”
Me: “One moment.”
I went back and discussed my idea with the boss, and he gave us the approval to do it. We made his sandwich and put it in a pickle jar full of pickles. These things are huge.
I presented it to the customer and he started laughing. He was really happy about it! We took a picture together — him, me, and the pickle jar. The boss had the picture blown up and laminated and put it on the wall of the store.
The regular still comes in for his pickle sandwiches, though he’s never requested a jar full of pickles since.