I’m trying to be pleasant to people because you all said I should be nicer and people will be nicer, so when I was ordering some gut bomb wings over the phone, this happened:
Employee: What would you like?
Me: One order of medium wings, two orders of hot, extra celery.
Employee: Are you a frequent diner?
Me: Yes. I often have 3-4 small meals a day, and that’s not even including snacks!
Employee: {SILENCE}
Employee: {MORE SILENCE}
Employee: It will be ready in 20 minutes.
It’s the first time I could actually feel contempt over the phone when no one was talking. At any rate, Shawn’s buddy from Maryland is here for the weekend, so I figured we do some wings and then grill tomorrow.


