Suffering From An Allergic Infraction

(Note: I’m allergic to tomatoes.)

Me: “Hi, this has ketchup and tomatoes. Can I get new one with no tomato products?”

Cashier: “Ugh! There are children starving! You should be thankful!”

Me: “I’m allergic to tomatoes, so I can’t eat this.”

Cashier: “FINE!” *opens burger and takes off tomato slice* “Here!”

Me: “Um… the ketchup?”

Cashier: “What about it?!”

Me: “It’s made of tomatoes.”

Cashier: “No, it isn’t. Don’t be stupid!”

(At this point, the manager comes over.)

Manager: *to the cashier* “You’re the stupid one. No wonder so many people complain about you.” *to me* “I’m sorry. I’ll get you a new burger.”

(I got a new burger. Needless to say, the cashier got fired.)