Beginning To Get Cheesed Off

(I’m on a road trip with my mother and a friend and have stopped in to get an early lunch at a fast food restaurant. I’m pretty shy and I usually let someone else order for me but my mom has gone to a different place and my friend is as shy as me.)

Me: “Can I get a six-inch cheese sandwich?”

Employee: “Sure what else do you want on it?”

Me: “Nothing, just cheese.”

Employee: *looks at me like I’ve grown a second head* “Seriously? You are so weird; I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone order that before.”

Me: “Yep, just cheese.” *I smile awkwardly as I’m starting to get extremely uncomfortable*

Employee: *proceeds to make my sandwich but continues making comments about it* “I get a lot of strange orders but I think this is the strangest.”

(I’m wondering if she’s ever heard of a grilled cheese, or even a quesadilla for that matter.)

Employee: “Like, are you sure you don’t want anything else?”

Me: *starting to wonder if she’s on something* “Yes, I’m sure.”

(A few comments later, my friend and I finally got out, both thoroughly confused.)