I've been extra angry lately. It seems like the older I get the more pet peeves develop. We went to Boston Market for lunch today. We hadn't been there for a while, so they had changed their menu around. I assumed the usual "still deciding" position about five feet from the counter and even put on the confused look. But of course someone thought I looked like I need help. Well "usually" I politely respond "I'm still looking, thank you". However from past experiences this is usually acknowledged by the attendant going back to the kitchen and talking to other employees for a couple minutes. Then I end up waiting till the person gets back. So with anger flaring up, I say "Yeah, I"m ready.". Then after he asks me what I want I just stare at the food for a minute, then the menu for a minute and then back to the food. Eventually I say "I'd like..." then pause and look confused again. Of course I already made up my mind two or three minutes ago, I'm just making this captive employee suffer as long as I can.
I mean seriously who walks into a restaurant knowing what they want and stops five feet from the counter and stares at the menu. I can SEE the counter. I will PROCEED to the counter when I have decided what I am ordering and no sooner. I need no dialogue. My decision on what to eat is a two way communication between myself and my stomach. There is no third person involved. "Can I help you." No, Absolutely not you cannot help me unless you can read minds and then tell me what I'm about to order. If you are a mind reader I highly doubt your working for minimum wage in the food service industry.
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