Has Beef With Their Non Beef Menu

, | Chicago, IL, USA | Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink, Theme Of The Month

(I work in a fast food restaurant that only sells chicken sandwiches. People often jokingly ask for burgers, so I usually try to joke back with them.)

Customer: “So, I know you guys are a chicken place but can I just get a burger?”

Me: “Haha! Yeah, sure… Now, what can I get for you today?”

Customer: “A burger.”

Me: “Sir, we really only have chicken. There is a [Competitor’s store] down the street if you want a burger.”

Customer: “Seriously, though. You don’t have any burgers back there?”

Me: “I promise. It’s all chicken.”

Customer: “Fine. Can I get a fish sandwich then?”

Me: “…”

Not A Bad Penny Among Them

| Flagstaff, AZ, USA | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Money, Theme Of The Month

(I’m working as a cashier. I have a line of three people.)

Me: “Hi. How are you doing tonight?”

Customer #1: “Not bad, and you?”

Me: “Well, to be honest, it’s my first night, and it definitely could be going better! I just had a customer pay for her entire $25 order in dimes and nickels!”

(Customer #1 and Customer #3 wince and make sympathetic noises as I finish ringing out Customer #1. Meanwhile, Customer #2 goes absolutely white as a sheet.)

Customer #2: “I’m really, REALLY sorry. You are going to hate me.”

(Customer #2 places a $40 bottle of whiskey on the counter, and begins emptying his pockets…of pennies.)

Me: *whimpers*

(Thankfully, Customer #2 and Customer #3 helped me count!)

Accentuating The Problem

, | Paris, France | Food & Drink, Language & Words, Tourists/Travel

(My family is on vacation in Europe with a large tour group, consisting of about 40 people from Canada and the US. My sister and I are trying to order at a Parisian McDonald’s, while a middle-aged Texan woman from the same tour is waiting in the next queue over.)

Me: *in bad French* “Uh, could I have a… McChicken?”

Employee: *in French* “Sorry, what did you want?”

Me: *in French, more clearly* “Um, McChicken.”

Employee: *in French* “Ah! Of course. That’ll be [amount].”

Sister: *to me* “I think you were trying too hard to get the accent right. You sounded ridiculous.”

Me: “I didn’t think it sounded that bad… At least I tried.”

(While waiting for our food, we can’t help but overhear what’s going on in the next queue…)

Texan Customer: “Yeah, I’d like a combo number four–”

Employee: *in French* “Sorry, what?”

(The woman gives the flustered employee a death stare, then speaks loudly and slowly.)

Texan Customer: “COMBO. COOOOOMBO.”

(We left then, so I don’t know if the customer ever got her food. To this day, no one in my family ever says the word ‘combo’ without putting on an exaggerated drawl!)