I can imagine the phrase ‘BUT THEY DON’T FLY, HOW CAN THEY HAVE WINGS?!’ being used at least twice
It was worse
Can you please explain in detail how it was worse
Customer: what kind of chicken do you use for your fried chicken wings?
Me: im unsure of the brand, but i can check
Customer: no, what part of the chicken is it?
Me: im sorry?
Customer: like what is it made out of?
Me: they are chicken wings.
Customer: i dont think you understand my question. Is it chicken thigh, or chicken breast?
Me: it is made with chicken wings.
Customer: okay, you arent hearing me. Chicken is sold in different parts. What oart are you selling?
Me: chicken wings. The dish is fried chicken wings. Are you perhaps asking if they are boneless? They arent. They are actual bone in wings.
Customer: Im asking what *type* of chicken it is. You are making this way more difficult than it has to be.
Me: here, our menu has a picture of the dish. These are the chicken wings available today.
Customer: how can i tell what kind of chicken it is if it is covered in brown crunchies?
Me: brown…crunchies? These are certainly chicken wings. You can see the bone here.
Customer: can i speak to the manager? You dont know what youre talking about.
Me: actually i am acting manager until we get a new hire.
Customer: all i want to know is what kind of chicken you are serving.
Me: fried chicken wings.
This went on for 20 whole minutes. She didnt even order the meal.
This is the most frustrating thing I’ve ever read
what the fuck
I’ve had to explain to too many people that there is no such thing as a “mocha” drink. And at this point I just tilt my head to the twats who say “venti”
Fucking Starbucks ruining coffee.
I had a convo with a 30 something year old customer one morning about black coffee. We were a pub type place so all we had was just brewed coffee. Nothing fancy. This lady and her husband come in and she asks for coffee.
Lady: Do you guys have coffee?
Me: Yes ma’am we do. Is that all you would like?
Woman: Is it cappuccino?
Me: I’m sorry. All we have is regular coffee.
Lady: What do you mean? I want a cappuccino.
Me: I understand. There is a cafe right across the street, though, if you-
Lady: Why can’t you just make me a cappucino? That’s what I came here for!
Me: I’m sorry, but all we have is brewed coffee. The coffee shop just across the street will have-
Lady: So what is that? Like a macchiato type thing?
Me: *a moment of staring blankly at her* No, ma’am. Just regular, black coffee.
Lady: What do you mean black coffee? I want my cappuccino.
Me: It’s coffee. Like from ground coffee beans…and brewed with hot water.
Lady: So what then…is that some kind of frappe?
Me: No ma’am. It’s just regular coffee. Like you make at home, in a coffee pot.
Lady: *rude groaning sound* All I want is a damn cappuccino. Why is that so hard for you to do?
Me: Ma’am. We are unable to make cappuccinos. All we have is just normal coffee. Like…brewed. From coffee grounds. In a pot. Normal black coffee. The kind you put cream and sugar into…?
Lady: I don’t understand. Is it like a damn tea or something?!
Me: *at a loss for words, looking at her husband for help* Um…
Husband: Sweetheart, I think she means all they have is brewed coffee. Like we make at home.
Lady: *takes a good minute to stare at him then at me* Are you freaking kidding me?! What a waste of time! *stomps out*
Me: *to the dude* There’s a little cafe across the street called [coffee shop], they’ll be able to help y’all.
Husband: I’m so sorry.
That’s not even the worst that I’ve come across. It makes me wonder sometimes how people function in society…
The fact that this was the ad DIRECTLY below this post on my dash made my fucking day.
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