“Wrinkly” hot dog
Last night at my local Marcus theater, a woman in line in front of me at the concession stand (we’ll call her “Karen”) complained to the manager that the hot dog her husband had purchased earlier was not good enough. Karen made sure to mention that she had worked at a movie theater for 15 years, so she knows what a movie theater hot dog should taste like.
Karen didn’t have a receipt but asked to exchange the subpar hot dog for another. The manager obliged and gave her another one. Karen proceeded to open the new hot dog in front of the manager “just to make sure,” and pretended to be DISGUSTED by it.
(Sidebar: As a very picky eater growing up, I ate a hot dog for lunch nearly every day in second grade and have eaten many more throughout my life, so believe me when I say the hot dog looked perfectly fine.)
“Can you give me one that isn’t wrinkly and burnt on the ends?” Karen asked. Before the manager could even respond, she changed course and asked for her money back.
The manager processed the refund and handled that insane interaction so much more gracefully than I would have. Imagine missing 10 minutes of your movie to fuss about your husband’s wrinkly hot dog 🤣