Never trust a fatty with your food.
This fat bitch who works at the sandwich counter deliberately put a fuckton of mayo in my sandwiches this morning and I didn't notice until I was already back home.
Little background. I get sandwiches at the same place regularly. Every one there knows me and knows exactly what I get because it never changes. Veggie sub, foot long on wheat, no cheese, no condiments, everything on it. Every single time. Even still, they always ask if I want any mayo, mustard, oil, vinegar, or sauce, and I always say no. Some of them even regularly try to convince me to put cheese and sauce on it. It gets irritating. They actually fucking argue with me about what I want on my own damn sandwich. Whatever.
Anyway, today was the same, and of course the answer was "No. Dry.". Just like always.
Then I made the mistake of walking away for a moment to grab something off the shelf. That's when she must have done it. I know this person. I know her name. She knows mine. She knows I don't want that shit on my subs and she deliberately did it anyway. Some people are just like that. Usually fat people. God I hate them. Is it too much to ask as a customer to get what I asked for and nothing more, or are you so fucking upset about my own personal choices that you absolutely have to force something on me that you know I specifically don't want? I say again: never trust a fatty with your food. I turned my back for one fucking second and that's all it took.