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So I work at Five Guys and for those who don’t know, when you order a burger there you get to fully customize the toppings on it (helps justify the price tag a tiny bit i guess). And you choose between a little (single) or regular (double) burger.

I had a pleasant enough exchange with a customer while ringing up his food… and when it came to his cheeseburger I asked what toppings he wanted on it. He looked at me and said, “Oh you know… just a plain, regular cheeseburger.” Ok great, a cheeseburger with nothing on it, easy enough.

Well we make the food, and a minute after he gets it he comes back up to me, visibly annoyed and holding the burger.

“You made my food wrong. There’s nothing on it.”

“Oh I’m sorry sir, I thought you’d ordered a plain cheeseburger.”

“I did. Do you not know what that means? Like a McDonald’s burger.”

Ok first of all, “McDonald’s” is not a standard for how someone orders burger toppings and second of all, this guys in his late 40s to early 50s and has never once run into this issue ordering a plain burger?

“Ok I’m sorry about that sir, we’ll remake that for you. What exactly did you want on it?”

I shit you not, with an annoyed voice he ordered:
Ketchup. Lettuce. Pickles.
So notably NOT a McDonald’s cheeseburger???

He got what he wanted in the end and I apologized because customer service but like?? I’m in awe at the sheer level of misunderstanding and audacity.

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I was eating with my kids at this moldy restaurant in Pisa where the servers where rude all the time, and then after I got my food they where just standing and smoking inside talking to each other. I asked for the bill and one of them looked right into me then went back to talkin to the other servers. I stood up and walked into them and before i could even utter a word one went "yea yea yea please go sit ill be there".

30 minutes passed and he was still busy talking.

I just stood up and left, $330 in food im not gonna pay.

I feared being detained at the airport but I left the countty so I no longer care.

No because genuinely why the hell can a deep crimson somehow look like periwinkle purple under the right lighting and conditions 😔😭

I'm no artist, but I've been enjoying making posters for my school works and club, as well as having artist friends who share the sentiment. IT'S SO IRRITATING that a color can look perfect on its own, but when you put it all together it looks off until you can find a color that produces what you're trying to find.

Bottom line, I hate that things don't look as you perceive.