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Many, many moons ago I worked in a 24/7 restaurant as a cook. I was one of the few 3rd shift cooks on the weekends and there were a few servers I worked with who were a pain in the ass. One was Casey and she definitely did everything her way even when everyone was telling her she was doing it wrong.
Well one night I had already had enough of her garbage when she says through the window that she thinks she'll have a grilled chicken salad. I said to just let me know when she's ready for it. 15 min later, she punches it in and I get to work.
I put this together as perfect looking as I could make it, everything lined up exactly right and it looked just like the menu in every way. What wasn't like the menu was the long line of dill pickle slices I put under the chicken. Couldn't see it at all. I put this thing up in the window for her and have her a grin.
She thanked me and grabbed it, and immediately took it out to a table for a customer. I realized I done fucked up. You don't mess with a customer's food, ever. I had NEVER seen an order for a grilled chicken salad on 3rd shift.
I was preparing to get yelled at by the manager and to be written up. I waited for 10 min.... Nothing. 20 min. Nope. 30 min? Casey comes up to the window to say she wanted to have her grilled chicken salad now and also to pass on her customer's compliments to the kitchen because it was the best salad they ever had there.
I then told her what happened and she just laughed and thanked me because she also got a pretty big tip out of it.
I would have been so happy.