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Brains Are Not An Ingredient

| NY, USA | Coworkers, Crazy Requests, Food & Drink

Coworker: “Man, I’m so hungry.”

Me: “Do you want to try one of my peanut butter and jelly bars? I made them at home from scratch.”

Coworker: “Hmm… what’s in it?”

Me: “Peanut butter and jelly.”

Coworker: “But what’s IN it?”

Me: “It’s basically a peanut butter crumble with a layer of jelly in the middle.”

Coworker: “What’s INNN it though?”

Me: “Peanut butter. Jelly. Flour. Sugar. Eggs. Butter. I really don’t know what else to tell you.”

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Lettuce Start Again

, | AB, Canada | Coworkers, Food & Drink, Health & Body

(I’m working in the kitchen with a partner.)

Cashier: “Hey, [My Name] and [Coworker], that sandwich on your screen with no onions is for a customer with allergies. Make sure you wash your hands before making it.”

Me: “All right, thanks.”

(We both wash our hands. When we come back and start making the burger, a thought occurs to me.)

Me: “Wait, [Coworker], didn’t you accidentally spill onions into the lettuce while restocking the table a few minutes ago?”

Coworker: “Yeah?”

Me: “Crap. Okay, hold on, I’ll open a new bag of lettuce just to be safe.”

Coworker: *pauses, then tosses some of the old, onion-filled lettuce on the sandwich* “Eh, it’ll be fine.”

Me: *stunned*

(Before he can pass the burger to the front, I grab it off the table and wordlessly throw it in the trash, before remaking it with fresh lettuce. I hear my coworker grumbling.)

Me: “You realize we could have very well sent that person to the hospital if we let them eat that, right?”

Coworker: “I figured they were lying!”

Me: “And you felt safe taking that risk?”

Coworker: *shuts up*

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Reliving The Same Slice Of Life

, | Poolesville, MD, USA | At The Checkout, Employees, Ignoring & Inattentive

(I go to the local pizza place.)

Me: *places order*

Cashier: “Okay, will there be anything else?”

Me: “Nope.”

Cashier: “May I have a name?”

Me: *gives name*

Cashier: “Is it for here or to go?”

Me: “For here.”

Cashier: “Will there be anything else?”

Me: “You already asked that.”

Cashier: “I’m sorry; I meant, can I have a name?”

Me: “You already asked that as well.”

Cashier: *laughing from embarrassment* “I’m sorry. I meant is that for here or to go?”

Me: *face-palming at this point* “Again, you already asked that. You are just repeating yourself.”

Cashier: “I’m so sorry. I’ve had a really long day.”