The Sauce Of His Stupidity

(I work in a hotel, where we do room service alongside food in the restaurant. I get a call from this customer.)

Me: “Thank you for calling [Restaurant]. You’re speaking with [My Name].”

Customer: “So I see you have a spaghetti bolognese on the menu. Is that a pasta dish?”

Me: “Yes, sir, it is.”

Customer: “And what sort of pasta is it? Like penne or what?”

Me: “It comes served with spaghetti as the pasta, sir.”

Customer: “Oh, cool. And what sauce is it in?”

(The customer does not sound slow, high, or drunk, and at this point I’m unsure of how to answer without sounding like a smart-a**.)

Me: “…bolognese sauce, sir.”

Customer: “Awesome! That sounds good. I wish they had a description on the menu. I’ll have that, please!”