Hurt Their Chicken Tender Feelings

(I am volunteering for a concession stand for my sister’s marching band, along with that sister and our mom. Mom and I are working at registers and both of them have been malfunctioning on us. As volunteers, we can’t do anything but wait for help when this happens. Luckily, there are very few people in line.)

Customer: “Hi, I’m not sure what I want yet.”

Me: “No problem. Take your time!”

Customer: “What do you have ready?”

Me: “Well, it looks like we’ve got burgers, fries, and chicken tenders ready right now.”

Customer: “How are the chicken tenders?”

Mom: “Uh-oh, my register isn’t scanning again.”

Me: *under my breath* “Well, that’s not good at all.”

Customer: “What?”

Me: “I’m sorry?”

Customer: “Did you just tell me the chicken tenders aren’t good?”

Me: “Oh, I am so sorry!” *I point to my mom, who is frowning and pushing buttons* “Her register is acting up. I meant that wasn’t good.”

Customer: “Oh!” *starts laughing*

Me: “The chicken tenders are actually my favorite thing we serve here. I would definitely recommend them!”

(The customer was happy to order after that. Phew!)