italian meat

Tabasco

First table of the day, I get sat a one top. I grab his Coke for him and give him a few minutes to look over the menu. After a few minutes, I go back and ask if he’s ready to order.

Me: are you ready to order sir?
Guy: yeah but I have a question real quick. The meat sauce, it has meat in it right?
Me: …yes.
Guy: oh ok. Can I please get the spaghetti with meat sauce and a Caesar salad?
Me: I’m sorry sir we don’t have Caesar salad. Is a house salad ok?
Guy: sure but can I get Caesar dressing on it?
Me: I’m sorry sir but we don’t have Caesar dressing (why would we have Caesar dressing but not Caesar salad???)
Guy: ok ranch then. And can I get some franks red hot sauce too?
Me: we don’t carry that but I do have tabasco
Guy: what about chololo sauce? (This is seriously how he pronounced cholula lol)
Me: sorry sir only tabasco
Guy: that’s dumb. I hate Tabasco.
Me: I really don’t care for it myself either. I’m sorry about that.
Guy: then don’t bring me any sauce. I hate Tabasco.


As soon as I brought everything out, he asked for Tabasco lol

I think I’m pmsing. It kinda explains everything tbh. My mood. My exhaustion. When I got home I couldn’t help it.. I was craving sweets all day and caved. I ate a big piece of this like.. Italian meat and cheese stuffed garlic bread, then I ate a huge handful of gummy bears, then I ate like 6 double stuffed Oreos, then I ate a shit ton of cheese its. All in under 10 minutes. 🙈😂