Those were not by any stretch of the imagination pepperochinis. And one of the girls who started gagging on it was very Thai. She could handle hot stuff. I think we got the joke salad with Guatamalan Insanity Peppers that night.
Uh oh. Were you rude to the server? 
Maybe you guys were getting “servers revenge” :o !
Before any knee-jerking “customers are always right” posts come crashing down, I’d like to officially state that my last post was not at all serious. I repeat, my last post was joking. Whew…
Actually there’s a funny story about our waiter that night. As I mentioned, we were all high school students (except the teacher of course) and the table I sat at was the “girl’s table.” Our waiter, who was flirting with us, asked us what group we were with. We told him that we were with the Latin club and he asked us to tell us something about it. The teacher had recently told us that the Roman good luck sign was the middle finger, so we told him this, giggling all the time. He laughed and said, “Hey man, good luck!”, middle finger outstretched. We were all giggling in embarrasment then because we thought there was another table behind us. Then we turned around and realized it was a mirror.:smack:
You had to be there.
I worked at the Olive Garden in my hometown for a little over four years as a waiter-busser swingman.
Once in those four years, a server attempted to pad a credit card tip. He attempted to deface the credit card slip with an extra “1” added to the tens column of the tip.
He was somehow caught, and was summarily fired that night. The customer was never charged with the bogus tip.
As a similar event befell Nurse Carmen, she may be under the impression that this happens frequently. I would say that in fact, such fudging is exceedingly infrequent (if not rare), but that checking over your credit card statement for anything funny is good common sense.
Well, I guess I’ll jump in and help the hijack … Anyone ever see the episode of MAS*H where Hawkeye is trying to get some ribs shipped from Adam’s Ribs in Chicago? Everyone in the supply chain keeps trying to get a cut. When Hawkeye is dealing with a mail clerk somewhere, the clerk recognizes the return address & makes his pitch for a share …
Hawkeye: “You’ve heard of Adam’s Ribs?”
Mail clerk: “Well, yeah. I’m from Jolly-ette!”
Me: “No you’re not, because if you were, you’d know how to freaking pronounce it!”
Talk about ruining your suspension of disbelief. 
For anyone who cares and knows the area, I grew up in Oswego-it’s just on the other side of Plainfield from Joliet, jammed up against Aurora there. (Talk about hemmed in-go one way, nothing but cows and manure well into Iowa. Another way, there’s the prison. And head away from there, you find yourself in “Wayne’s World”. :rolleyes: )
-Christian