Back And Forth Like A Giant Cheese Wheel

(My husband and I have are going through the drive-thru and he orders the chain’s bacon cheese fries while I request no ice in my drink. Upon pulling up, I’m given a drink with ice.)

Me: “Excuse me; I’m sorry, but I asked for no ice in my drink.”

Employee: “I’m sorry; let me fix that for you.”

(She passes out the new cup and our food and we start to drive off, only for my husband to discover his fries were thrown haphazardly into the bag and there is now melted cheese getting on everything, so we pull into the parking lot to go in.)

Me: *showing another employee the bag* “I hate to be a bother but we could we possibly get a replacement? There’s now more cheese on the boxes and the bag than there is on the fries.”

Employee: “Oh, yeah, that’s a pretty big mess! Sorry about that. Let me get you a new one and repackage your order.”

(We wait patiently and are given a new bag with repackaged food. Happy, we leave to head home and are on the highway.)

Me: “You know, I just remembered something…”

Husband: “What?”

Me: “They repackaged your burger and fries… but my curly fries were also in the bag… did they put them back into the new one?”

Husband: *checking* “No… no, they didn’t.”

(By that point, it simply wasn’t worth going back.)