A Moo-t Point

We’re in the middle of a rush. It’s my first week working, and it’s honestly kinda insane how busy fast-food places get at lunchtime.

Customer: “I’ll get the strawberry milkshake please!”

Me: “Would you like whip on top of that?”

Customer: “No thanks, I’m lactose intolerant.”

I open my mouth about to say something, when my coworker, working the register next to me, blurts out:

Coworker: “Sure thing, ma’am! That’s [price]!”

He reaches over, presses the appropriate button for the strawberry milkshake, glares at me, and then moves on with his next customer. The lady happily pays and eventually walks away with her milkshake… made with milk.

Later, my coworker says:

Coworker: “We’re too busy to explain to customers their own stupidity, and the only thing that would have happened is you causing her to become defensive and have an argument in the middle of a lunch rush. Put in what they order and move on.”