Long story made short: Hubby orders a beef and cheddar and mozzerala sticks I get a jamocha shake and jalpeno bites. Hubby has his food, I get some potato thing and my shake. Where are my goddamn jalpeno bites!?
-.- Hubby refuses to go back to exchange so I am left with the shake. Cue pouting and sulking upstairs. Moving is stressfull as is, I just want my jalapeno bites.