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Should Have Taken A Nugget Of Listening

| MT, USA | Employees, Food & Drink, Ignoring & Inattentive

Me: *pulls up to intercom*

Drive-Thru Guy: “Hi, welcome to [Restaurant]. What can I get you today?”

Me: “Hi, can I get three orders of the value nuggets?”

Drive-Thru Guy: “Four piece, five piece, or six piece?”

Me: “Six.”

(The screen in front of me displays three orders of spicy nuggets.)

Drive-Thru Guy: “Is everything correct?”

Me: “They aren’t spicy nuggets, right? I didn’t want spicy nuggets.”

Drive Thru Guy: “Your total is…[total]. Drive up to the second window.”

(The screen doesn’t change.)

Me: “Those aren’t spicy nuggets, right?”

(There’s no answer. I pull up to the second window. The manager is there, not the person who took my order.)

Manager: “Spicy nuggets for [total].”

Me: “I didn’t order spicy nuggets; I told him I didn’t want spicy nuggets.”

Manager: *looks at Drive-Thru Guy, then at me* “I will fix it for you; sorry about that.”

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Cleaning At An Alarming Rate

| AL, USA | Non-Dialogue, Technology

I’m the idiot in this story.

I recently started working at this restaurant, and as such, I haven’t figured everything out yet. On this particularly slow Saturday night, I’ve been restocking the various items under the front counter, like the sauces, cups, and lids, as well as cleaning around all these things, too. I see a button that looks like it would release something (I can’t remember what now) so I could clean under it. I press it, and nothing happens. I ignore the button and continue cleaning.

Less than five minutes later, my manager’s on the phone with the franchise owner, and we’ve got two police officers standing in the lobby. Apparently, I’d pressed the silent alarm button. I get a short talking-to, but everyone laughs it off and the officers are just glad there was no danger. The manager gives them a couple of sandwiches for their trouble, and everything goes back to normal.

I felt incredibly bad and apologized profusely, only to be told, “It’s happened before, and it’ll happen again. People just like pushing buttons, even if they don’t know what they’re for.”

Guilty as charged.

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A Thrill In The Drive-Thru

| OH, USA | Awesome Workers, Bosses & Owners

(One of the managers at my workplace has gotten to know my little brother, who is in the high school marching band. Every now and then, she’ll ask me about the type of show the band does at the football game.)

Me: “This week, they did a Thriller show. The drum major’s mom knows [Local Costume Store Owner], so [Local Costume Store Owner] rented a hearse, which brought the drum major onto the field.”

Manager: “That’s so cool!”

Me: “They even wore zombie makeup. Mom and Dad didn’t recognize [Brother].”

(At that time, my parents come through the drive-thru, with my brother in the car. When they pull up to the window after paying, my manager grabs the bag of food.)

Manager: “Show me the Thriller pics!”

(My manager stopped the drive-thru workers so we could all watch the video of the marching band’s half-time show.)

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First Aid Came Last

| NM, USA | Health & Body

(My shift starts with my shift-lead noticing a giant new box of bandages in the store.)

Shift Lead: “I love how you injure yourselves so often that [Manager] believes we need 1000 bandages of varying sizes.”

(Not even 20 minutes later.)

Coworker: *holding hand awkwardly* “Um. I cut myself on the blender.”

(His finger is gushing blood and there’s an awkward flap of skin hanging off.)

Shift Lead: “Crap. How did you ev— Okay, clearly [Manager] should have sprung for sutures and first aid training for everyone. Someone disinfect that blender. Jeez, do I need to take you to the ER?”

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Tried To Change The Outcome

| Greenville, SC, USA | Bosses & Owners, Extra Stupid, Money

(I am stopping by a local burger place known for their king-like mascot. After placing my order in the drive-thru I pull up to pay. This is where all the fun begins…)

Cashier: “The total is [something less than 10 dollars].”

Me: “Here you go.” *hands over a ten dollar bill*

(Without looking, the cashier opened her till, took out a few bills and handed them back to me. When I look in my hand I see the ten I had just given her along with a twenty dollar bill.)

Me: “Um, ma’am? You gave me thirty dollars back in change.”

(Cashier just has a blank expression.)

Me: “I… gave you a ten. You gave me back way too much money. Your till is going to be short. My change should be [somewhere around two dollars].”

Cashier: “One second, sir.”

(She disappears for a minute, and then comes back with a gruff looking manager.)

Manager: “Is there a problem with your change, sir?”

Me: “Yes. Your cashier gave me back too much money. I paid with a ten, and she handed me thirty dollars back. She’s going to be short, and I just wanted to make sure her till wasn’t going to be off.”

Manager: “Sir, I watched her give you correct change. I don’t know what kind of scam you’re running, but it isn’t happening here. Here’s your order. Now get out of our drive-thru.”

(And that is how you get paid to eat at a burger place. I wish I could have seen the looks on their faces when her till was short at least thirty dollars.)

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