And I was pretty hungry and all, about to order my favorite sandwich, the footlong cold cut trio, with lettuce, tomato, mayo, bacon and parmesean, when I notice that one of the chicks working behind the counter wasnt in a uniform, yet she was still handling food.
This normally wouldnt bother me, as after years of wearing one myself, Im a firm hater of uniforms, but this chick was wearing a sleeveless shirt and as she'd reach over the counter to get different condiments and sandwich meats, I noticed chunky dried up white deoderant cakes in her armpits. They werent flaking off and falling into the food as far as I could tell, but I was still a bit leary.
Anyway, my sandwich is about to get to her, and I say "Uh...sorry to inconvenience you, but could you (speaking to the uniformed chick already making my sandwich) just go ahead and finish my sandwich up yourself? And she, sensing what was up just said "Yeah, sure, no problem" but the armpit chick...
She's all like "What's the problem, sir?" in a snide tone.
I'm all "there's no problem, i just would rather have someone in uniform make my food"
..and she gets all hissy "Sir, it doesnt matter what somebody's wearing. I washed my hands and we have a system here."
I go, "Well i didnt want to call you out or emberass you, but I noticed that you've got dried up deoderant cakes in your armpits and you're leaning all over the food and I just think that's gross, so I'd prefer someone else hand my food, if thats ok with you."
People in line behind me are all like "Uhhh" and "Gross!"
She turns all red and stomps off the back room and I could hear her yelling and all this crap.
WTF is wrong with people?
This normally wouldnt bother me, as after years of wearing one myself, Im a firm hater of uniforms, but this chick was wearing a sleeveless shirt and as she'd reach over the counter to get different condiments and sandwich meats, I noticed chunky dried up white deoderant cakes in her armpits. They werent flaking off and falling into the food as far as I could tell, but I was still a bit leary.
Anyway, my sandwich is about to get to her, and I say "Uh...sorry to inconvenience you, but could you (speaking to the uniformed chick already making my sandwich) just go ahead and finish my sandwich up yourself? And she, sensing what was up just said "Yeah, sure, no problem" but the armpit chick...
She's all like "What's the problem, sir?" in a snide tone.
I'm all "there's no problem, i just would rather have someone in uniform make my food"
..and she gets all hissy "Sir, it doesnt matter what somebody's wearing. I washed my hands and we have a system here."
I go, "Well i didnt want to call you out or emberass you, but I noticed that you've got dried up deoderant cakes in your armpits and you're leaning all over the food and I just think that's gross, so I'd prefer someone else hand my food, if thats ok with you."
People in line behind me are all like "Uhhh" and "Gross!"
She turns all red and stomps off the back room and I could hear her yelling and all this crap.
WTF is wrong with people?