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    Category: Food & Drink

    Never Too Chicken To Feed The Rebellion

    | MA, USA | Awesome Workers, Family & Kids, Food & Drink

    (My mother and sisters and I have gone to a popular amusement park in the area, and have not eaten dinner yet. It is 9:30 at night, and we’re starving now that we’re not on any rides. We pull up to the drive through for Popular Chicken Restaurant, which is combined with Taco Restaurant.)

    Speaker: “Hi, welcome to [Taco Restaurant]! [Popular Chicken Restaurant] is currently closed”

    Mother: “Oh… sorry, we only wanted [Popular Chicken Restaurant].”

    Speaker: “I’m sorry, ma’am, [Popular Chicken Restaurant] closes at nine.”

    Mother: “Oh, that’s all right. Have a good night.”

    (We start to leave, and pass by the window as we go. Just as we’re passing it, suddenly we hear a man shout.)

    Man: “Hey! Wait!”

    (My mother pulls up to the window.)

    Mother: “Yes?”

    Man: “[Popular Chicken Restaurant] is closed, but we do still have a bucket of some leftover chicken if you’d like”

    Mother: “How do I pay?”

    Man: “There’s no need. It’s leftovers and we’re going to get rid of it anyway.”

    Mother: “Thank you so much!”

    Man: “No problem.”

    (The workers gave us a whole container of chicken and ended up giving us another container filled with biscuits and grilled chicken.)

    Man: “I have five daughters at home, and they always ask me after work if I can bring chicken home. I understand how it’s like to feed a hungry family.”

    Mother: “Thank you so much. We just came from [Popular Amusement Park], and haven’t eaten dinner.”

    Man: “Well, no wonder they’re so hungry. They might rebel for food.”

    (Just before we leave, my mother rolls down the middle window of the van so we can thank the man. We all wave, and I can’t help but add this last thing.)

    Me: *waves happily from the back seat* “Thank you for feeding the rebellion!”

    Man: “No problem. Come back again any time!” *waves back*

    (My family appreciated this man’s kindness gratefully. I’ve always read things like this before, but to experience it myself is truly the greatest feeling. I will never forget this moment.)

    Try To Ketchup When You’re Walkie-ing

    | PA, USA | Employees, Food & Drink

    (I work at a fairly popular freshwater diving facility situated in a flooded quarry. I recently asked my friend to get me a cheeseburger since he was going to the snack stand on the other side of the park anyway. We use walkie-talkies to communicate, and they are all on the same channel.)

    Coworker: *over walkie* “[My Name], come in. [My Name].”

    Me: *thinking he had an issue on the way there I need to help with* “This is [My Name]. What do you need?”

    Coworker: “Do you… uh… do you want ketchup on your burger?”

    (I pause for a good 10 seconds because I’m aware that every employee in the park, including all three of my managers, as well as the company owner, can probably hear this.)

    Me: *awkwardly* “Uh… yeah sure. Just a bit.”

    (Suddenly, one of my managers cuts in. Thankfully he’s pretty laid back.)

    Manager: “…Are you two seriously coordinating food orders over your walkies?”

    Coworker: “Well, I’m not going to walk all the way back to talk to [My Name]. It’s hot out.”

    Manager: “Eh, fair enough. I’m at the changing rooms. Can you bring me a soda on your way back? I’m thirsty.”

    Not Speaking Plainly Enough

    | Winnipeg, MB, Canada | Food & Drink, Ignoring/Inattentive

    (When my daughter was very young, she went through a phase when she wouldn’t eat pasta that had “stuff” on it. It was sometimes hard to convince restaurant servers that we wanted absolutely plain pasta.)

    Me: *to server* “Could I get some plain pasta for my daughter, please?”

    Server: “Sure!” *turns to leave*

    Me: “Um, sorry to be a bother, but when I say ‘plain,’ I mean ‘absolutely nothing on it.’ No sauce, no cheese, no parsley, nothing.”

    Server: “Plain pasta, got it.”

    (When the food arrives, it has a garnish of parsley all around the edge of the bowl, some of which has fallen into the pasta itself.  My daughter stares at it in dismay.)

    Me: “Excuse me; I asked for plain pasta.”

    Server: “That IS plain pasta.”

    Me: *points at the parsley*

    Server: “That’s just GARNISH! It doesn’t count!”

    He Can’t Hold His Drink

    | Balboa, CA, USA | Employees, Food & Drink

    (It is my last day visiting my sister and brother-in-law and they decided to take me to a restaurant off of a pier. They give us seating on their rooftop, take our order and deliver our drinks, which are regular fast food paper cups and straws, but no lids. As we wait for our food, one of the busboys is tasked with refilling all the napkin containers on the tables.)

    Busboy: “Excuse me, let me just take care of that for you.”

    (He reaches over me and grabs the napkin dispenser and refills it.)

    Busboy: “There ya go—”

    (At this moment he knocks my drink all over me, completely by accident, but I’m soaked none-the-less and he and I work towards cleaning up the area.)

    Me: *looks at busboy*

    Busboy: *looks at me for a good minute* “So… did you want another drink?”

    Me: *as I hold my now empty drink and face-palming on the inside* “Uh… ya.”

    Re-Dressing The Sauce

    | Cartersville, GA, USA | Employees, Food & Drink

    (I order my usual from [Popular Pizza Chain] and paid for it, everything looked fine but when I bite into my pasta, I notice that instead of Alfredo, everything tastes of ranch dressing. Needless to say, I call the store back, and this is the exchange.)

    Employee: “Thank you for calling [Store]. How can I help you?”

    Me: “Yes, I placed the order of two pastas online and we received both, but — and this may be me being crazy — but I swear this is ranch dressing instead of Alfredo sauce.”

    Employee: “Sir, I assure you that cannot be the case. I made them myself!”

    Me: “Are you really sure? Could you please do me a favor and check?”

    Employee: “Sure, one second.” *she puts the phone down, but apparently doesn’t mute it as I hear about 30 seconds later, over the phone* “THIS IS EFFING RANCH, YOU IDIOT! WHY IS IT IN THE ALFREDO BOTTLE?!”

    (The employee gets back on the phone with me, as I am dying of laughter.)

    Employee: “Sir! We will have a fresh order sent out to you right away! It appears there was a slight mistake and I grabbed the wrong bottle!”

    (They sent the remade order and even a free dessert! Thank you for being willing to check, and even taking ownership for the mistake!)

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