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I'm Not Burger %&#% King. You Can't Have it
Your Way
by Anita Seervold Recently, a friend and I were out with the kids and we decided to stop for lunch. I agreed to run into the sandwich shop while she stayed with the kids. I told her it was my treat and asked what she wanted. She told me that she wanted Ham and Cheese on Rye. Simple enough, right. Then she asked me to see if they could substitute Swiss cheese. And could they hold the mayo? And could they use Romaine lettuce instead of Iceberg? and if the ham wasn't Bores head, could I get and Italian Hoagie for her...but if I got the Italian, please hold the oil and mayo, but add extra iceberg lettuce that she didn't want on the ham and cheese. For God's sake! Was I supposed to remember all this or should I write it down like I'm her waitress. I ended up sending her instead. I asked for a turkey hoagie exactly the way they served it. A few weeks ago I decided to do something nice at work and order lunch for everyone. I passed around the menu. What a mistake! Everyone on the damn list wanted something special. One wanted 11 items changed on her sandwich. It took 15 minutes just to read the damn list to the women who barely spoke English in the first place. Of the 12 orders I gave, 10 ended up slightly wrong, all because dumb asses have to make adjustments. Don't get me wrong, I agree that you should get what you want if you're paying for it. But if you have a strange order - and you know it's strange - order the damn food yourself. Or don't complain when something comes back not perfect. But have a little mercy on the person doing the ordering. I had a party not too long ago and we decided to order pizza. I asked about topics and someone wanted pineapple. No joke, pineapple. First of all, who other than that selfish bitch eats pineapple on a pizza? She'd be getting half a pizza for herself. Second, toppings on a pizza should be pepperoni or maybe sausage. Stop with the exotic stuff. I'm not your mother. I'm not your
waitress. I'm barely your friend. If you want something
special, go get it yourself. If I offer to bring you a sandwich,
accept what I bring you. Stop being an a%$&*$$#!!! |
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