A Not So Bitter End
Customer: “Are you in charge of the salad bar?”
Me: “Of course. I make sure all the food is fresh. Was something wrong?”
Customer: “Your dressings are too sweet!”
Me: “We buy our dressings pre-packaged, but it is possible that something went wrong somewhere along the way. Which one was it?”
Customer: “The dressing!”
Me: “They are all too sweet?”
Customer: “Are you retarded? The dressing is sweet!”
Me: “Is it red, orange, white, or brown?”
Customer: “The brown one is too sweet!”
Me: “That’s the balsamic vinaigrette. It shouldn’t be sweet at all, but I will pull it and put out a new container of dressing for you.”
Customer: “Thank you! Was that so difficult?”
(I begin to pull the only brown dressing we have and she stops me.)
Customer: “My God, you are so retarded! You’re pulling the wrong d*** dressing!”
Me: “You said the brown dressing, right? I am pulling the brown dressing like you asked.”
Customer: “Not that dressing, you idiot, this brown dressing. You are so stupid!” *points to dessert bar*
Me: “You mean the chocolate pudding?”
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