Chimich-anger

I work at a Tex-Mex restaurant.

Customer: “Chimichanga.”

That’s all he said. No hello or specifying any other detail of the order. After I finalize his order and bring his food out:

Customer: “What the f*** is this?! You call yourself a Mexican restaurant and you serve me this?!”

Me: “What’s the issue with the food, sir?”

Customer: “This cheese sauce is white! I’ve been to [Mexican Restaurant] and their cheese sauce is yellow! This is not authentic!”

Me: “That cheese sauce is made with Chihuahua cheese imported from Mexico, which is naturally pale. I’ve been to [Mexican Restaurant] and their cheese is yellow because they use American cheddar.”

The customer is stumped for a moment but tries to rebound.

Customer: “I bet no Mexican working here eats this inauthentic Mexican cheese sauce!”

Me: “Well, first of all, this is a Tex-Mex restaurant, so we’re not aiming to be 100% Mexican anyway. But secondly, you’re right! The Mexicans at this restaurant actually don’t eat the cheese sauce anyway. They all chow down on pork tacos topped with cilantro, jalapenos, and onions, no cheese. You know, the real deal.”

The customer remained angry but finished his chimichangas in authentic silence.