Getting Into A Pickle About The Burger

, | Canada | Working | October 29, 2015

(I like a specific burger with extra pickles and no mustard or cheese. The workers can’t seem to understand it.  First restaurant:)

Me: “Hello, may I please have a bacon double with no mustard, no cheese, and extra pickles?”

Worker #1: “Sure thing!”

(Hands me a burger with no pickles, extra mustard. Second restaurant:)

Me: “Hi! May I have a bacon double, no mustard, no cheese, and extra pickles?”

Worker #2: “Okay, first window.”

(Passes me a fish burger.)

Me: “Umm…”

(Third restaurant:)

Me: “Hello, May I have a bacon double, no mustard, no cheese, and extra pickles? And a vanilla frappé?”

Worker #3: “Sure, would you like to try our new apple pies?”

Me: “Why not?”

Worker #3: “Okay, first window.”

(The next worker passed me a burger, missing a patty, extra cheese, mustard, and lettuce. Lettuce doesn’t even come on the original. I also got two butter pies and a latte.)

Our Way Or Go Away

| Canada | Right | October 22, 2015

(Our meals always comes with rice or noodles and is the first step in the plating process.)

Customer: “Okay! I’d like your orange chicken.”

Employee: “Great! Would you like rice or noodles to start?”

Customer: “I like to start with the orange chicken.”

Employee: “Sure! But our plates start with rice or noodles.”

Customer: *smirks, backs away, puts away his tray* “Well then, if you like it YOUR way.” *mumbles something and walks away; complains to his wife how we like it OUR way*

Getting A Proper Grilling

| NJ, USA | Right | October 17, 2015

(The customer is a man about 50 years old. He orders a number 12, which is a chicken sandwich. I ask him if he wants crispy or grilled chicken and he says grilled. A few minutes after getting his food he comes back up to the counter.)

Customer: “This isn’t what I wanted.”

Me: *opens box* “This is a grilled chicken sandwich.”

Customer: “I wanted the grill.”

Me: “…Right. This is grilled.”

Customer: “No. You just said this is chicken! I didn’t want chicken. I wanted the grill.”

Me: “You ordered a chicken sandwich grilled… that’s what it says on your receipt.”

Customer: “I did want the grill, but I didn’t want chicken!”

Me: *blank stare* “I don’t understand.”

Customer: “The grill! I wanted the grill! You asked me crispy or grilled and I wanted the grill!”

Me: “The number 12 is a chicken sandwich, sir. That’s what you ordered.”

Customer: “I don’t want chicken. I want the grill.”

Me: “…Did you want a burger?”

Customer: “Yes! A grilled burger! I wanted the grill!”

Cherry Picking Your Dessert

, | WA, USA | Related | October 16, 2015

(My boyfriend’s teenage brother is staying with us for a short while to do some work for his dad, which has left him pretty worn and overwhelmed. We’re out grabbing dinner before picking my boyfriend up from work.)

Me: “Okay, I know you’re pretty stressed, so why don’t I buy you some ice cream?”

Brother: “Okay, I’ll have a [ice cream treat].”

Cashier: “Would you like chocolate, butterscotch, or cherry?”

Brother: “Cherry, please.”

(By the time we get the rest of our food, he’s almost done.)

Brother: “You know what? I’m so stressed, I completely forgot I don’t even like cherry! This whole time I didn’t even notice that’s what I got!”

Me: “You’re not getting another!”

A Sour Attitude

, | NJ, USA | Right | October 16, 2015

(I ring up a customer for a sweet tea. The sweet tea is self-serve, but we have lemon slices in the back that we can give the customer if requested.)

Customer: “I want lemon.”

Me: “Sure, no problem.” *puts slice of lemon in a small cup as is customary, and hands it to her*

Customer: *looks inside, makes disgusted face, gives it back* “No. That’s not what I wanted. I want SOME lemon.”

Me: “Um, we usually just give out one slice. How many did you want?”

Customer: “Whatever you consider to be SOME lemon.”

Me: *hesitantly gives her two more slices* “Here you go?”

Customer: “That’s too much.” *gives one back and walks away*

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