A Bag Day To Quit Bagging

| Germany | Working | July 23, 2016

Me: “Hi. I’ll take [Burger] with a large diet [Soda].”

Employee: “Sure. Will this be a takeaway?”

Me: “Yep.” *being really eco-minded and knowing they pack everything several times in this particular chain* “But I don’t need a bag for the burger.”

Employee: *looks at me dumbfounded for about 20 seconds, then grabs a bag*

Me: “Excuse me. Thank you, but I really don’t need a bag.”

Employee: *looks dumbfounded again for quite some time, then bags the burger nevertheless* “Here you go.”

(I walk out and go sit in the car. A friend who was ordering at the register next to me comes out shortly afterwards.)

Friend: “Did you really just cause a guy to bluescreen because you didn’t want a bag?”

Lettuce Start Again

, | AB, Canada | Working | July 21, 2016

(I’m working in the kitchen with a partner.)

Cashier: “Hey, [My Name] and [Coworker], that sandwich on your screen with no onions is for a customer with allergies. Make sure you wash your hands before making it.”

Me: “All right, thanks.”

(We both wash our hands. When we come back and start making the burger, a thought occurs to me.)

Me: “Wait, [Coworker], didn’t you accidentally spill onions into the lettuce while restocking the table a few minutes ago?”

Coworker: “Yeah?”

Me: “Crap. Okay, hold on, I’ll open a new bag of lettuce just to be safe.”

Coworker: *pauses, then tosses some of the old, onion-filled lettuce on the sandwich* “Eh, it’ll be fine.”

Me: *stunned*

(Before he can pass the burger to the front, I grab it off the table and wordlessly throw it in the trash, before remaking it with fresh lettuce. I hear my coworker grumbling.)

Me: “You realize we could have very well sent that person to the hospital if we let them eat that, right?”

Coworker: “I figured they were lying!”

Me: “And you felt safe taking that risk?”

Coworker: *shuts up*

No Extra For Extra

| Bemidji, MN, USA | Right | July 21, 2016

(I work at a certain fast food taco restaurant. Our town’s 4th of July week carnival has started and as a result, we have been busy all for my entire shift, and I have stayed an hour and a half longer than I was scheduled to. I am in the office counting down a couple of tills before leaving, but I still have my drive-thru headset on.)

Coworker: “Welcome to [Restaurant]. How can I help you?”

Customer: *orders $20 or so worth of food, including a nacho platter* “Oh, on those nachos, could I get extra nacho cheese and extra sour cream?”

Coworker: “Sure.”

(He modifies the nachos and the changes appear on the screens inside and at the drive-thru.)

Customer: “Hey, I didn’t want to be charged extra for it!”

Me: *laughing* “Quote of the night.”

(When all was said and done, our sales that day were higher than any other day in the three years I’ve worked there.)

Has Only Salad Between Their Ears, Part 2

| BC, Canada | Working | July 20, 2016

(I have developed a liking for a meatless wrap offered by a popular fast food chain. I go to get one for lunch.)

Cashier: “What can I get you?”

Me: “I’ll have the Mediterranean veggie wrap, please.”

Cashier: “Crispy or grilled?”

Me: “Sorry?”

Cashier: “Crispy or grilled chicken?”

Me: “Oh, no, I wanted the veggie wrap.”

Cashier: *rolls eyes* “I KNOW. CRISPY OR GRILLED CHICKEN?”

Me: “…”

Cashier: “…OH. Veggie. Right.”

(She didn’t listen to the next guy in line either.)

 

Got Everything Wrong

, | USA | Right | July 20, 2016

Customer: “I want three tacos with everything.”

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am. What did you mean by ‘everything’?”

Customer: “You know, everything.”

Me: “I’m sorry; I don’t know what you mean. We have a lot of different ingredients that we can put on your tacos. Which ones would you like?”

Customer: *getting agitated* “You know, everything!”

Me: “We have ‘supreme’ tacos which come with sour cream, lettuce, cheese and tomatoes. Would you like three Supreme Tacos?”

Customer: “Yes! That’s it! With onions and everything!”

Me: “So, three Supreme Tacos with onions and what else would you like on them?”

Customer: “You know, everything!”

Me: *reading off our list of ingredients in order* “So you want three tacos with beef, chicken, steak, red sauce, chili, beans…”

Customer: *interrupts* “No, no, no! I didn’t say I wanted all that! I didn’t say to get all ludicrous about it!”

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, I’m just trying to figure out what you want on your tacos.”

Customer: “Everything!” *she then leaves the drive-thru without saying another word*

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