You Say Potato, I Say Catholic
(My grandmother and I are serving food at an outdoor event. I have cooked mashed potatoes.)
Customer: “These potatoes are fantastic! I’ve had three servings.”
Me: “Well, thank you!”
Customer: “You must be from the First Baptist Church, because all of the best cooks are Baptist, you know.”
Me: “Actually, I’m not.”
Customer: “Oh, I guess you must be a Methodist then. Methodist women always did have a way with potatoes.”
Me: “No, I’m actually a Catholic.”
Customer: “Well, where the h*** did you come from?”
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Tell us your story about a customer who couldn't understand the most simple concept.
