My coworker, while I’m cooking an order: hey, the touchscreen isn’t working *points in the direction of the card reader*
Me: okay, give me a second to finish this order and then I’ll look at it. (The card reader’s touchscreen is obviously really important because that’s how we process orders)
Me, confirming: the touchscreen on the card reader isn’t working?
Coworker: yeah
*I test the card reader’s touchscreen and it’s perfectly fine* “it’s working fine, who said it was broken?”
Coworker: Table 19.
Me, looking at it: were you still able to check out their order? Let them know that if they can’t use the touchscreen they can still use the buttons.
Coworker: oh, sorry, I meant the jukebox.
> the jukebox is unimportant
> the jukebox is always broken
> you confirmed twice that it was the card reader’s touchscreen
> ????????
> what the fuck is wrong with you




















