The Only Weight I Want To Lose Is The One Behind Me

(I am a customer in this story. I also am only 14, and look really young. I’m in line by myself.)

Me: *to cashier* “Hi! Can I have a kid soft serve and a small chili cheese fry?”

Woman Behind Me: “NO!”

Me: “…”

Cashier: “Well, what do you want?”

Me: “…I want a kids soft serve and a small chili cheese fry.”

Woman Behind Me: “I told you, no!” *to cashier* “Make that a large ice cream, and a double chili cheese fry. Also, get her a large sundae.”

Me: “But… I don’t want that!”

Woman: “Just get it.”

(The cashier leaves to make the food, while I’m in shock.)

Woman Behind Me: “So, how old are you? 10?”

Me: “I’m 14…”

Woman: “Pshh. Already counting calories? Trying to lose weight?”

Me: “…”

(The cashier comes out, holding the sundae, large ice cream, and a double order of fries.)

Me: “I can’t pay for this…”

Woman: “Kids these days, making adults pay for everything they want. Wait here. I’ll get more money.” *she walks away*

Me: “Can I have my food now?”

Cashier: “What do you mean?”

Me: “My food, not what that lady ordered.”

Cashier: “Listen, your mom knows what you should eat. Listen to her.”

Me: “I have never met that lady before.”

Cashier: *awkward pause* “I’ll change your order…”