11.
“Not a restaurant, but a deli in New York in the mid-’80s: A couple came in and told me to ‘slice the ham thin.’ I sliced it and offered a piece for them to taste and approve. They wanted it even thinner. I told them at some point, it wouldn’t stay together because it would be shredded, so they agreed that shredded would be fine. So, shredded it was.”
“Two hours later, they brought the ham back and were screaming at the owner, ‘Is this a joke? We aren’t paying for this, it’s not even meat at this point.’
The owner gave them back the money and asked them not to return. I was a teenager, so I apologized to the owner many times.
He told me, ‘They’re just a-holes, don’t sweat it.'”
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