When it comes to food I can be pretty intense, especially when it’s one of my favorite items from my favorite joint. I get that there are variances in skill between the people that make my sandwich/burger/pizza and it never tastes exactly the same every time, but it’s damn close enough.
When they get it wrong… heaven help them. I’ve worked in the service industry at both quick service and restaurants, so I know about being efficient and how boring it can be during a routine day in and day out. But there’s making a slight mistake with a routine order versus colossally fucking up my order in such a savage way that it had to be intentional. Which is why I relate so hard to this Medium post by Jack Dire. It’s a little older, but it needs the recognition it deserves.
This man is a fucking legend and I’ve never related to anything harder than this burrito rant.