I’m working in a restaurant. It’s late, the kitchen has just been cleaned, the waitresses are bussing the tables, and there are five minutes before I shut down takeout. The phone rings.
I answer the phone right away.
Customer: “When do you close?”
Me: “It’s 9:11 now, and we need to have everyone out by 10:00 pm.”
Customer: “Well, great. I’m just going to walk over now. I’ll order takeout when I get there.”
Me: “Takeout ends at 9:15. I can quickly take your order now and put it in, and we will have it ready when you get here.”
Customer: “Okay. I’m going to order something I’ve had before. It was a veggie burger.”
Me: “Great. Was it our avocado Imp—”
The customer gets very angry; I can hear it in her voice.
Customer: “No! It was just a veggie burger.”
Me: “Okay, can I put you on hold for a moment? I believe our only veggie burger at the moment is the avocado Impossible. But I can double-check for you.”
Customer: “Seems impossible right now. Yes, do that.”
She already sounds smug. I can’t quite explain it, but I know she is going to be difficult.
She is on hold for about thirty seconds. I am right: the only vegetarian burger is the Impossible one, but we can substitute a veggie or Impossible burger in place of a regular beef patty.
Me: “Thank you for holding. If you would not like the avocado Impossible burger, we can sub in a veggie burger or an Impossible burger in place of any beef patty.”
Customer: “Well, that’s what I want. And I want it on multigrain bread like I had it before. They put it on two slices of bread on each side, and they didn’t charge me anything extra for it.”
I pause for a moment. I’m honestly not quite sure what to say; it sounds like a lie and I am basically alone.
Customer: *Very bluntly* “Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Me: “Yes, I do. They used four pieces of bread?”
I think I can do that, even if my manager tells me I should charge extra for more bread next shift. Then I’ll know for next time.
Customer: “Yes. Now, what do they usually have on these?”
Me: “I’m not sure; I don’t know exactly what you want.”
She still has yet to clarify what burger she’s modifying.
Customer: “Well, vegetables! What vegetables do they put on a burger?! Like lettuce? Tomato?”
She’s talking to me like I’m five.
Me: “It’s different for every burger, but yes, we do have lettuce and tomato, and we can add that to any burger.”
Customer: “I want that; I want lettuce and tomato. No onion. I want that sauce you guys have, too. Also, I don’t want iceberg lettuce. I’m healthy. I only eat romaine or… What’s that other stuff you guys have?”
I glance at the clock. It’s 9:14. I’m off in fifteen minutes and I am not supposed to ring in anything past 9:15.
Me: *As nicely as I can* “I’m sorry, miss, do you have access to the Internet? It’s getting quite late. If you’re able to check out our menu online, you can see what we have.”
Customer: *Snapping* “I don’t have a computer next to me! Honestly, I don’t see what’s so difficult about this! You said you close at 10:00!”
Me: *Calmly* “Yes, but travel and takeout close at 9:15. If you would like, you can come tomorrow.”
Customer: “What am I gonna do, eat a burger at 7:00 am?! Is there anyone else I can speak to? There has to be someone. This is ridiculous!”
Me: “No, I am the only person working takeout tonight.”
And I need to clean up by myself; that’s gonna take a while.
Customer: “Then I want to speak with your manager!”
Me: “My managers have gone home. You can phone them tomorrow, though.”
Customer: “GOOD! I WILL!” *Hangs up*
Respectfully, don’t order things that don’t exist 5 minutes before closing. Please just look at our menu first. I don’t mind subbing a veggie patty for a beef patty, and I don’t mind subbing in bread for a bun. We can add lettuce and tomato to whatever burger you want; modifications are fine! Making up a completely new item is not — especially not five minutes before closing and fifteen minutes before I am supposed to be going home.