Contrary to what (some of) my friends believe, this is NOT my secret Twitter account:
To the dude at my local burger joint: NEVER, EVER PUT TOMATOES ON MY BURGER AGAIN OR YOU WILL SUFFER CONSEQUENCES THE LIKES OF WHICH FEW THROUGHOUT HISTORY HAVE EVER SUFFERED BEFORE. I AM NO LONGER A MAN THAT WILL STAND FOR YOUR DEMENTED FRUIT OF VIOLENCE & DEATH. BE CAUTIOUS!
— Ordy's Summer Lovin' (@OrdyPackard) July 23, 2018
Though I do fully support the sentiment.
Damn!!! Maybe… and just maybe… you could take the tomatoes off?
— Cami
Your favorite Chilean
(@CamiMadeinChile) July 23, 2018
Yeah. That’s a negatory, GhostRider. First off, there’s tomato residue left on the burger. Second, and more importantly: when I go somewhere and order a burger (or, for that matter, most other foods) and I say “I want it this way, with these toppings,” I expect to get what I ordered. If I ask for “ketchup and onions only” I expect to get that, not something with lettuce, tomato, and a bunch of vile glop on top. Don’t tell me “scrape it off”: FIX MY FOOD THE WAY I ASKED!
(Sorry if it seems like I’m worked up, but I’ve lost count of the number of meals I’ve had ruined or had to send back because someone didn’t get my order right, or added things that weren’t listed on the menu, or or or…)
What do you want for $15.00 an hour, freakin’ perfection?