mightytick

Here is an odd bit of restaurant happenings...
A customer tonight wanted dark meat chicken. Well I asked one of the banquet guys if he had any thawed today. The answer was no. So the customer went from ordering BBQ chicken to 24 chicken wings, eight hot, eight mild, and eight BBQ. She still wanted the potato and vegetable from the dinner. What the fuck goes through some people's heads. OK, I can see maybe getting chiken wings as your meal. Where the hell did the 8/8/8 crap come from? She wasn't sharing with anyone. Fucked up I tell you, just plane fucked up. The hot and mild are the same sauce, too.