Allergic To Common Sense, Part 3

| Cicero, IL, USA | Crazy Requests, Food & Drink

(After ordering a breakfast sandwich with only sausage and cheese, a customer comes back with said sandwich with a few bites taken.)

Customer: “I can’t eat this!”

Me: “I’m sorry. Is there a problem with your order?”

Customer: “I can’t eat meat. I’m allergic.”

(Confused on why she ordered it in the first place, I offer her something else or her money back.)

Customer: “Just make me a sandwich with ham and cheese.”

Me: “Um, you just told me you’re allergic to meats.”

Customer: “Yes.”

Me: “Ham is a meat.”

Customer: “I’m allergic to that meat.” *points at sandwich*

Me: “You’re only allergic to that type of sausage?”

Customer: “Yes, that’s why I’m telling you to make me a sandwich with ham instead!”

Me: “Are you sure you just didn’t like it?”

Customer: “Are you calling me a liar?!”

Me: “Well, it’s just that our sausage is made from pork. Now you’re asking for ham.”

Customer: “What’s your point?”

Me: “Ham is a pork product. If you eat this, I may have to call a paramedic in due to your throat possibly swelling. We wouldn’t want to risk your life, miss.”

Customer: “…I didn’t like the sausage.”

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Decaffeinated Milk

| NJ, USA | Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

(A customer comes into the store and confusedly finds his way to the register.)

Customer: “Get me a steamed milk.”

(I make the drink and hand it to him.)

Customer: “This is just milk. I wanted coffee in this.”

Me: “No. You ordered steamed milk.”

Customer: “Don’t you guys put coffee in everything?”

Me: “No.”

Customer: “What has coffee in it?”

Me: “Coffee.”

Customer: “Oh! That’s what I meant to get.”

Dying To Get Some Service

| OH, USA | Crazy Requests, Food & Drink, Health & Body

(I am deathly allergic to strawberries. Ingesting even a tiny trace of strawberry sends me into anaphylactic shock, for which I keep an EpiPen on me. This instance occurs late one evening while I am in the back doing dishes after a late lunch break. Somehow, strawberry must have gotten into my food because I suddenly find my throat closing and my face and chest swelling. I frantically ask my coworker to call 911 before my throat closes all the way and I practically collapse. She injects my EpiPen, and as my airway begins to clear and the panic subsides slightly, I am able to hear an exchange happening through the headset.)

Customer: “…seriously? This ambulance is completely blocking the drive-thru lane. This is ridiculous. How am I going to be able to get out of here? Can I even still get my coffee?! UGH!”

Coworker: *with all the sarcasm she can muster* “Terribly sorry to inconvenience you, ma’am. We have an employee dying in the back room.”

Customer: “What? You’re just saying that!”

Coworker: *fed up* “Sorry, the drive-thru lane is closed right now. If you want coffee you’ll have to come inside.”

Customer: “This is TERRIBLE customer service! I’m NEVER coming back here! Ridiculous!”

(I hope she never does come back! Glad your coffee was more important than my LIFE, lady!)