Some Customers Are Enough To Fry Your Brain

I’m making a burger for a customer when, all of a sudden, a woman with two kids bursts through the door. She comes to the counter.

Customer: “My son’s fries were cold when I got home!”

My fellow employees and I look at each other.

Me: *Politely* “Well, would you like different fries, ma’am?”

Customer: *Screaming* “No! I want you to heat up these fries!“

She hands us her cold, soggy fries.

Me: “I’m sorry, but we can’t heat these up for you. You’ll have to buy new fries, ma’am.”

The lady then screamed, grabbed her kids’ arms, and walked out the door, while cursing at us the whole time.