I hate when you see customers come walking back to the counter with their food. It usually means 1 of 2 things.
1. You messed up their food and they're gonna give you their 2 cents.
2. They forgot a condiment or just happen to be wandering around the counter area.
Either way, I get heart attacks whenever people come back holding the food I just made for them.
I know, it's bad that I give customers their food when I know I've messed up, and I abuse their kindness by not speaking up about it so I don't have to make it aaaalll ooooveeer agaaaaiiin... but it's really a pain in the ass that's not worth the hassle, and after some guess-and-check, you learn who is willing to tolerate the small mistakes, and who isn't.
Basically, a diary of all my thoughts and feelings that go through my head, and the thought process I have. Most of my thinking comes from the demon that tries to make my life miserable.
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