Overheard at the fast food2002.08.05

Overheard at the fast food counter at lunchtime:

Customer: Um, Miss, I asked for a Sprite, but you gave me a Pepsi.
Miss: I gave you what you asked for.
Customer: No, I asked for a Sprite. This is a Pepsi.
Miss: How do you know for sure?
Customer: [looking confused] Look, I just want a Sprite.
Miss: But did you taste it? How do you know it's not a Sprite?
Angie: [incredulous, at this point] Because it's a different colour?

And that's why they call it minimum wage. Honestly, sometimes fast food joints deserve the rep they (and their staff) get. No, you don't understand. Yes, I realize I'm at times unduly impatient with stupidity. I'm a terrible IQ snob. Point taken. But still. These people vote. These people get behind the wheels of cars and drive. They could be dating your brother or your children one day. Think about it.

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