The universe just does not want me to have green sauce in my quesadillas apparently ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I used to love the quesadillas (and my favorite part is the green sauce), but I never get them anymore because I think they’re just too expensive for what they are. Also, they forget the green sauce like 90% of the time, even when I specifically ask for it, and often the cheese isn’t fully melted, so I’m just over the inconsistency in quality on that one item.
Was very excited to see a free quesadilla in this week’s digital deals and went to my favorite local Del to relive the sweet nostalgia of the cheddar quesadilla. I was literally the only person in the store and the two employees weren’t busy and were standing around chatting. I put my order in the kiosk and they begin making it (the only order they had at that moment), so I think I’m not being too much of a PITA when I say “hey can you please make sure there’s green sauce in that quesadilla?” The lady said “sure…actually do you want extra?” Why yes I do, thank you! What a sweet treat! She relayed that info to the guy making my ‘dilla. “Finally,” I thought. “I’m going to get the green sauce justice I’ve been waiting for!” There can be no mistaking my desire for green sauce this time. I didn’t even feel the need to check it before I left the store because I thought that would be unnecessary and insulting considering both employees knew, in no uncertain terms, that I wanted green sauce. In fact, I was to be getting EXTRA green sauce. Hooray!
Reader, I’m sure by now you can see where I’m going with this. I got home and dug into my Del - NO F**KING GREEN SAUCE IN MY DANG QUESADILLA. NOT A DROP. Also it was cold and half melted and most of the cheese was still in shred form. No satisfying cheese pull here. I’m not even mad, I just have to laugh. I love this Del and the workers and I know they are smart and competent people, and they never fuck up any of my other orders. At this point I have to assume it’s some cosmic rule that I am simply not allowed to have a satisfying quesadilla experience at Del.
Does this happen to anybody else? Or is this some personal karmic punishment for something I did wrong in a past life?