The Big Fight On Sundae

(I’m a junior in high school, working the drive-thru, which can generally be difficult but manageable. A family whose order is large but not difficult is just about done with their order.)

Customer: “We would also like to add a single vanilla ice cream dish, but with M&M’s on it as well.”

(A dish is about 50 cents cheaper than a sundae; the difference is a dish does not have toppings a sundae does. So I change their order from dish to sundae so I can add their toppings.)

Me: “Will that be all for you today?”

Customer: “Yes that will be fine.”

Me: *I read back order* “…and a small vanilla sundae with M&M’s, is that correct?”

Customer: “Wait, I just wanted a dish with the candy…”

Me: “That’s what is, sir.”

Customer: “Oh, okay.”

(He pulls up to the window.)

Customer’s Wife: *yells from across car* “I really hope that wasn’t a sundae. On your menu it’s, like, 50 cents more!”

Me: “Yes, our toppings are fifty cents each, and a sundae has toppings. The first topping is included in the original price. A dish has no toppings, so it costs less.”

Wife: “But I only want M&M’s. Why do you have to charge me?”

Me: “Because adding something to your dish costs 50 cents…”

Wife: “You’re wrong! Fix it. Fix it now.”

Me: “Ma’am, I’m doing this right. This is how it works.”

Customer: “Shut up, you little s***. Don’t talk to my wife like that, you little b****. Get a supervisor or manager! Now!”

(I go grab my supervisor who is only a year older than me.)

Wife: “Finally a mature adult. Your person put our order in wrong; she is trying to charge us extra.”

Supervisor: “Oh, I’m so sorry; what is wrong with your order?”

Wife: “We want a single vanilla dish.”

Supervisor: “Oh, you didn’t want the candy?”

Wife: “Yes, we do.”

Supervisor: “I don’t see a problem…”

Wife: “F****** scammers! Why is it so much for the topping!?”

Supervisor: “Ma’am, without it we wouldn’t be able to buy more toppings, and then where would we be? And may I ask what’s the big deal about two quarters, when you large sized everything and got extra fries and extra drinks?”

Wife: “Whatever.” *she pays and drives off before she gets her food or ice cream*

Supervisor: “Hey, [My Name], let’s go on break and split all their food.”