Like Comparing Oranges To Applesauce

(I am working as a waitress taking the order of a middle-aged couple.)

Me: *cheery* “What can I get you for a side?”

Female Customer: “Hmm… What kinds of vegetables do you guys carry?”

Me: “We carry grilled asparagus, steamed broccoli—”

Female Customer: *cutting me off* “Those are not vegetables!”

(I am dumbfounded and cannot think of anything to say.)

Female Customer: “Okay, well, I’ll take the applesauce.”

(I went back to kitchen to bang my head on the wall.)