Robusta
Member
- Location
- upstate New York
I know that I am odd man out, but I hate cheese! I don't mean I just don't like cheese, I hate it, my throat closes up, I start gagging and have literally vomited because of the stuff.
Yesterday the wife and I stopped at a casual dining chain restaurant. Every single entrée and sandwich without exception had cheese in it or on it. Every single item!
I resorted to the build your own burger column. I told the waitress how I wanted it Well done, lettuce, tomato, onion, mayo, and ketchup, on a toasted roll. I thought it was an extremely concise order, with nothing left to question. What happens then? This twit asks me what kind of cheese I wanted! If I had wanted freakin cheese I would have specified freakin cheese! Why is that so hard?
Yesterday the wife and I stopped at a casual dining chain restaurant. Every single entrée and sandwich without exception had cheese in it or on it. Every single item!
I resorted to the build your own burger column. I told the waitress how I wanted it Well done, lettuce, tomato, onion, mayo, and ketchup, on a toasted roll. I thought it was an extremely concise order, with nothing left to question. What happens then? This twit asks me what kind of cheese I wanted! If I had wanted freakin cheese I would have specified freakin cheese! Why is that so hard?