So Quick You Artichoke-Up

I work at a pizza restaurant with “Superfast” in the name. It’s usually laid back and we can take our time with the customers, but when there’s a line to the door we need to be, well, super fast. One day, it’s busier than normal, so we’re speeding through orders but still making sure to confirm with the customers that their pizzas are correct. Two older ladies come in together and each has their own pizza.

I am holding [Lady #1]’s pizza for her to see, which has no artichokes, and pointing to our veggies section, which has artichokes on display.

Me: “Anything else for you?”

Lady #1: “That’s all.”

Me: “All right!”

I put her pizza on the rack behind me and it goes into the oven. I turn to her friend, [Lady #2].

Me: “And how about for you?”

Lady #2: “I’ll take some mushrooms and artichokes and that’s it.”

As I’m finishing up the pizza and putting it on the rack, [Lady #1] mutters to [Lady #2]:

Lady #1: “I wanted artichokes; they’re too fast.”