Driving Through So Many Questions

, , , | Right | November 16, 2020

Customer: “I’d like to exchange my food; I don’t feel safe eating it.”

Me: “Why not, ma’am?”

Customer: “Well, I bought it at a drive-thru and the person was very rude, and I’m afraid they did something to my food.”

Me: “Okay, well, I’ll need your receipt. Do you have it?”

Customer: “No.”

Me: “Was the person a man or a woman who rang you up?”

Customer: “Well, I don’t know. It sounded like a man, but these people are all on hormones these days, and there are men that want to be women, so I don’t know.”

Me: “Ma’am, we know who was working fifteen minutes ago; was it him?”

Customer: “No, it wasn’t him. BUT LOOK!”

She points at the condensation in the clear plastic container.

Customer: “It looks so weird.”

Me: “Ma’am, are you sure you got this food here?”

Customer: *Huffs* “No, I didn’t buy it here, but does it even matter? Do you mean to tell me I have to drive to every [Fast Food Place] in town to get my food exchanged?!”

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