A) It's possible for me to get sick if I do that,
and
B) There's absolutely no fucking reason why she just can't refrain from putting the fucking patty on there in the first place.
She still doesn't get it and tells me that if I don't either order the whole burger or pay with real money for the veggie burger, which by the way, costs the same thing, I need to get out of her line and allow her to help her other customers lest she CALL THE POLICE. (I was the only other person in the store aside from a friend of mine who was with me.) I promptly grabbed a napkin, wiped my ass with it, and left it on the counter in front of her and made my exit.
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