I think most of my angry "are you kidding me" moments will come from my experiences serving. No shock there from anyone who has worked in a restaurant.
Tonight I served a family who was confused from the beginning. They couldn't order together, pulling teeth would be easier than getting their drink order and they still have me guessing why some of them ordered their burgers with no bun, but still wanted the fries? They do know fries are carbs? Anyway, being a mom myself I have no idea why the mother waited until after I served her son his sandwich to ask if it had come into any contact with flour because he is highly allergic, seriously, "are you kidding me!" To you mothers out there who are as mindless as this one-tell your server about your child's allergies before the food is ordered. Protect your child, help out your server and don't piss off the kitchen! Oh, and save a sandwich!
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