
On Monday I had my first "In-N-Out Burger" experience. For more information take a look at the Wikipedia article on this California institution.
The premise is simple: they only serve like four things. A cheeseburger, a double burger, fries, and milkshakes. Huzzah! I opted for a cheeseburger, some fries, and a chocolate milkshake--not a frappe thank god. I can speak normal English again, now that I'm not living in New England.
Alright, so the best part of the visit to In-N-Out had to be the staff. Greeting me at the order counter were two cheerful clerks, who were busy squabbling about whether the secret, off-menu "veggie burger" option comes with a bun or not. The poor lady to my right had asked for a veggie burger with the bun on the side. Chaos quickly ensued.
Clerk A: The veggie burger doesn't come with a bun, you chump!
Clerk B: Shut up retard, it does come with a bun! If she doesn't want the bun you have to mark "no bun."
Clerk A: Screw you I'm just putting the order in.
Me (to Clerk B): Whoever loses has to eat the bun..
So the order comes out, and lo and behold, there's a bun on the tray.
Clerk B (to Clerk A): Ha ha! Eat it, eat the bun fool!
Confused Lady: But, but I do want the bun, just on the side.
Clerk B high fives Andrew in celebration.
