Doggone! That should have quoted Binarydrone! That was my first try with the quick post feature. 
I think the next time I go into a bar and they don’t have Anchor Steam, I’m going to launch into a pedantic lecture on the malting and fermentation processes, with specific attention to the differences between lagers and ales. I will, of course, deliver this lecture in a very loud voice so that other customers can hear how smart I am. I still won’t get my Anchor Steam, though.
I don’t really have an interest in the fight.
But the curiousity is killing me.
What the hell does the ‘fruit/root’ thing have to do with any-damn-thing.
Please, someone explain and let me die happy.
I’m just here to say I love the Pit.
Fuck you.
Ab-so-lute-ly nothing. Hope that helped.
But…But…
It’s in the thread title!
And prominent in the OP!
AGH!
As I pointed out earlier, it’s there to indicate that the OP is a moron.
I just figured it out - you must be that guy that says “not only is it not on your menu - it’s not even on your radar screen!”. You’re that guy, right?
Oh wait, no, I think that guy worked for Subway.
It went really well. A couple of weeks ago I bought a can of chipolte peppers, a large pile of sliced roast beef, and some swiss cheese. The beef went in the freezer, and I forgot about the peppers. When the Dopers posted the link to the recipe, I minced the peppers and chopped the sliced beef, then went skiing to get the smell of them out of my system (sometimes when I cook I then don’t feel like eating) and also to work up an appetite. After skiing, I mixed up the sauce, fried the beef, and toasted some buns, and then put the open sandwiches with swiss under the broiler for a minute or so before closing them. That left me with some really tasty sandwiches, which I enjoyed while bobbing about in a huge old bathtub. It was a terrific ending to a terrific day.
I hate you. I want a sandwich in a hot tub after skiing. Rotten job…
{{{Hoodoo Ulove}}}
xoxo
Reminds of when I was attending college (an Ivy) and working at the snooty grocery store to pay bills. Two prof-type guys came through my checkout line and one said to the other, “It should be ‘Ten Items or Fewer’, but of course they wouldn’t know that.” They didn’t say it directly to me, luckily, because I woulda…well, actually I’m no good with witty comebacks. Dumb cashier. :mad:
Which reminds me of an old joke (I’m sure many of you have heard it before). A guy is wandering around Harvard looking for a dorm. Hopelessly lost, he walks up to a student and asks “Excuse me, but could please tell me where Winthrop House is at?” The student says, “Dear sir, we here at Haaah-vaaahd don’t end our sentences with prepositions.” To which the man responds: “Oh, I do apologize. Could you please tell me where Winthrop House is at, asshole?”
d&r
The Subway kid didn’t know his product. Nor did his manager and trainer know the product.
Excuse me for being so “rude” or so “condescending” as to attempt to impart a bit of knowledge to them.
Some people have far more violent reactions than my wife’s"killer burps" when exposed to peppers. Someone who thinks “All hot sauce is alike,” could trigger a
serious medical condition. Food allergies abound and food service workers should know that when told by the pepper-tolerant, that he wants peppers on only one side because his wife can’t eat them,chipotle PEPPER sauce is NOT to be offered as a substitute for horseradish.
Customer service MIGHT not improve, despite customers’ complaints, but it WILL
not improve if customers keep their complaints to themselves.
And as for that tired old complaint that I shouldn’t expect much from “just a kid,”
those of you who think that way obviously think that kids are ineducable and that it is pointless to try to teach them anything; those of you who believe THAT are truly the rude, the condescending, the snobbish.
Where do you think the 30-something retail managerial types with the attitude that "Nobody ever complains about that. YOU obviously have the problem!"come from? They come from the ranks of people who were coddled by customers who didn’t want to wound their so-called self esteem when they were “just kids”.
Allowing the ignorant to remain ignorant serves neither them nor us.
He didn’t say they were the same thing. He said they were both spicy.
OK, OK, we get the whole thing with your wife and peppers, honest. We do.
But what does that have to do with your giving them a fruit/root lecture? How was that relevant in any way? Please explain it so that Jonathan Chance can die happy.
Smiling politely: “Oh, it’s not that we don’t know that–it’s just that we’re not prescriptivists here at Shop’n’Save. Will that be paper or plastic?”
Daniel
You say this, but you have yet to offer a single shred of evidence that this is the case.
You aren’t making one lick of sense here. Certainly people have “violent reactions” to food - potentially deadly allergic reactions exist to many different food products. However, you’re expecting customer service workers to make enormous leaps of logic here.
I wouldn’t assume, for instance, that if a customer wanted peppers on half of a sub that it was because they intended to split it with someone who couldn’t eat peppers - but apparently your wife’s condition is mild enough that you can play fast and loose with potential exposure to those food products. (Contrast this with the amazing level of care that must be taken with peanut products around those with allergies.) It’s certainly expecting a lot to think that the employee would conjecture that the half of a sub without peppers must certainly be intended for someone who couldn’t eat them. What about my order? When I tell the person making my sandwich “No jalapeños” (because I don’t like them on subs) should they decide that I’m allergic to peppers and refuse to put green peppers or banana peppers on my sandwich?
Again, though, you’ve offered no evidence for your claim that the person making your sandwich believes that “All hot sauce is alike”. They discontinued one product, so the employee offered you the closest match in the store. That’s excellent customer service - he was attempting to offer you the closest item they had to what you wanted. That doesn’t indicate that he thought the products were identical, just that they were similar. While horseradish and hot peppers don’t taste the same, you’re acting as though it’s outside of the realm of possibility that some people might be willing to substitute one for the other.
Quoted twice for emphasis. This makes no sense. Why should an employee not offer a product to a customer? If you don’t want the product being offered, the sane response is to say, “No thank you.” You act as though you suffered some sort of injury simply by being offered a product. I’m a vegetarian, but if a server in a restaurant runs through the specials, I don’t become astonished and indignant if they mention products containing meat. I just choose the vegetarian meal I want and don’t bore the server with the details of my own dietary practices.
You, in contrast, not only expect your sandwich-maker to take the utmost care to avoid even offering a food you don’t like - and to accomplish this feat through telepathy, apparently. You continually fault an employee for not guessing that you might be splitting your sandwich with someone who couldn’t eat peppers, and thus offering a pepper-containing sauce. This is not rational behavior on your part. Being offered a pepper sauce is not an insult, or a threat to you. You would have cause to complain if the employee carelessly grabbed the chipotle sauce and put it on your sandwich, but since you obviously had every opportunity to avoid it, you have nothing to complain about.
It’s not the restaurant’s responsibility to investigate their customer’s dietary practices. It’s your responsibility to make it clear if there’s a food you can’t eat.
I certainly hope it doesn’t “improve” to the point that employees begin to start deciding for me what I may have on my sandwich, the way you seem to wish.
No.
Your assumption that the employee didn’t know what a pepper was was not only breathtakingly rude, but also extremely bizarre. It’s quite hard to imagine an employee of a chain that makes sandwiches involving peppers - three different varieties, plus however many may be available in their sauces - who didn’t know what a pepper is. In fact, it so stretches the bounds of credulity that your continued insistance that it’s true is making me seriously wonder if you are delusional. You are clinging to a belief that is improbable at best - and insisting over and over in the face of plenty of evidence against it - that it’s true.
Here’s an analogy. Last week, when I was at Subway, I ordered my usual - footlong veggie on Italian herbs and cheese bread. They were out of that bread. The employee asked if I wanted parmesan-oregano bread instead. Does that suggest, to you, that the employee thought the two products were identical? Obviously she didn’t; she simply considered the parmesan-oregano to be the available bread most similar to what I asked for. I ended up choosing that one, but if my second choice were honey oat, would I have any reason to be angry at the employee? Of course not. There is no possible reason to become enraged at an employee simply because they offer a product that I don’t happen to want.
Your original rant at the employee was based around the fact that horseradish is a root, while peppers are fruits. (I point out again that you have no evidence that the employee didn’t know this.) Again I ask you to explain the relevance of this - are all roots similar to each other? By your reasoning, horseradish, garlic, carrots, ginger, and wild parsnip roots should all, for instance, be fairly interchangeable. In fact, each has it’s own distinct flavor and one of them will most likely kill anyone who ingests it. Thus, the fact that horseradish is a root and peppers are fruits simply proves nothing about what each one is like. I don’t disagree that they have different tastes, but there’s enough similarity that I might well be willing to accept one in place of the other. There is no relevance at all to the distinction you made - there’s nothing about roots and fruits that makes them all distinctly similar to others in the same class and dramatically different from those in the other class. Unless, of course, your crusade about roots and fruits means that you’d, for instance, consider a nice warm slice of serrano-pepper pie to be similar to apple pie.
Clearly, sir, you are an absolute fucking idiot.
Bravo, Excalibre. Bravo.