I really should know better:
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The best part of White Castle is the clientele - I’ve seen more than one fight in one (sometimes patrons, sometimes employees, sometimes both), accidental nudity (not me, settle down), and a car accident (“I-71 traffic southbound is backed up to the Kenwood cut…I-75 is running smoothly in both directions…and the drive-through at the Queensgate White Castle is stopped due to a rollover accident…”).
Today, the first annoyance was the incredibly complex 10-slider combo pack the woman in front of me ordered - “six with grilled onion, five with American cheese, five with cheddar, but the ones with onion, make sure two have American and four have cheddar…” - she had it down, so I’m sure it was her standard order.
But my favorite was the old hard-of-hearing geezer:
“Did you want your sliders with pickles?”
“Vegetable pickers? What vegetable pickers?”
“DID YOU WANT YOUR SLIDERS WITH PICKLES?!?! PICKLES?!?!”
“Listen, Missy, I ain’t buyin’ nuthin’ fer no goddam vegetable pickers!”
…and out the door he went!