Politely Processing

I’m at a 24-hour diner. I’m working strange shifts, so I am there having ‘breakfast’ at 3 AM. A waitress has come to take my order.

Me: “Hello there! May I please have the blueberry pancakes and iced tea? Thank you!”

Waitress: “I… uh…”

The waitress looked tired, but now it looks like her brain has stopped.

Me: “Are… are you okay?”

Waitress: “Yes. Sorry. Blueberry pancakes and iced tea.”

She walks away, still in a bit of a daze. The manager is the one who ends up bringing my food over, and I ask after the waitress.

Manager: “Yes, I understand. My waitstaff was shocked by your manners.”

Me: “What are you talking about? I said please! I have manners!”

Manager: “Yes, that’s what’s so shocking.”