The Engendered Confusion
(I’m in the back taking money and orders when a customer pulls up to my window.)
Customer: “I heard that your chicken sandwiches aren’t made of chicken. I heard they’re actually made of rooster.”
Me: “Excuse me?”
Customer: “Your chicken sandwiches aren’t made of chickens, but roosters, right?”
Me: “Roosters are chickens, sir.”
Customer: “No, they’re not!”
Me: “Yes, roosters are male chickens and hens are female chickens.”
Customer: “Oh, it’s like that human thing, too…boy and girl! I see…” *drives off without ordering anything*



