There was a flamingo at Sonic

This is where I spent my weekend

Sonic

"The customers always right."

A rule that has been drilled into my mind since I started carhopping 3 years ago.

Keeping that rule in the back of my mind, I grabbed a plastic red tray and proceeded to take out my next order.

Hamburgers, tots, the usual Route 44 drinks.

I hopped (pun intended) out to the customers car (smiling) and (politely) said,

"Hi, how are you?"

"Good."

"Ok, I've got a medium cherry slush, a -"

"That's supposed to be a large."

"Oh, ok, sorry about that."

I set the cherry slush back on the tray.

"Here's your medium cherry limeade, a -"

(Let's replace the F word with flamingo, shall we?)

"That's supposed to be a large too. Sh**, can't this Sonic get anything flamingo right?"

"I'll be right back, ma'am."

I turned and walked back inside, fixing her drinks and trying to remain patient. Hadn't she listened when the carhop read her order back to her after taking it?

I re-loaded her tray with large drinks and was back out the door.

"Alright, sorry about that. A large cherry slush -"

"That was supposed to be two medium cherry slushes and a large cherry limeade."

"Oh, sorry. When I handed you the cherry slush earlier I thought you said it was supposed to be a large."

"No, you handed me the cherry limemade first and I said it was supposed to be a large. Flamingo this."

Flamingo this "the customer is always right" stuff. It's overrated anyways.

"You didn't, but it's not a big deal, I'll just remake it."

"I can't flamingo believe this. It's flamingo ridiculous."

"Let me get my manager."

"Oh, flamingo."

I stormed back inside and slammed my tray down.

"Amy (manager), your gonna have to talk to this lady. She's cussing me out and I can't deal with it."

I explained the situation and Amy went outside and dealt with her.

Then came back in and told us how she fought her once.

I wanted to fight her.

I took out her fixed order, apologized, and got a $2 tip.

It was almost worth all of those flamingos.

And those are the types of peeps I deal with at my awesome job.

Jealous?