With No Bacon, Comes Irresponsibility

(There is a restaurant in my town with great burgers but every time I go there something goes wrong with my order. Shortly after getting my order I flagged down a waitress to try and get it fixed.)

Me: “Excuse me, ma’am, there’s a small problem with my order.”

Waitress: “There’s nothing wrong with that.”

Me: “Well… there is. I ordered the bbq bacon burger. And there’s no bacon.”

Waitress: “So?”

Me: “Well… I would like my bacon.”

Waitress: “You didn’t ask for bacon. It doesn’t come with bacon.”

Me: “But… it does. I’ve had it before. It has bacon in the name.”

Waitress: “IT DOESN’T COME WITH BACON. You have to ASK if you want something added on. We’re not psychic!”

Me: “Can you please just get me a couple of strips of bacon for this?”

(She went stomping off and returned with a plate with two soggy strips of bacon, slammed it on the table and left. When I got my bill she had charged me extra for the ‘add-on.’)