My Tongue is Confused

Whenever we go out for something cheap and quick, I always ask them for meat, bread and mayo, only. Shawn says this complicates things within the fast food industry and I should just order it like it comes, otherwise, it might get spat in. I always did enjoy the flavoring that a loogie presents with a meal.

The problem is.....I'm paying for it. I should be allowed to get a burger how I want it. Not how McDonald's says I should have it. I never understood why some fast food joints put ketchup, mustard, and mayo on a burger. Mustard belongs on a hot dog. Period. Don't argue with it--this should be a mandated law in most states.

All those condiments can be confusing. Famous chef, Gordon Ramsay and most restaurant raters say that less and more. You don't necessarily want 15 flavors going on all at once. Are sure this is cow?

I wanna know who decided that pickles go with chicken. Order a Chik-fil-A sandwich and that's what you get. And I don't care what you soak up, scrape off, or attempt to shake off into the street--the taste is still there. My bread still tastes of pickle juice. My burger still reeks of ketchup. And my pizza still smells of a veggie garden.

OK, so order it how you like and it'll take ten minuets longer to get your food. I'm still not understanding how doing less takes longer. It's as though Sarah behind the counter suddenly became absurdly confused because what I ordered looks slightly different than the photo above her work station. Just let me into the kitchen....I'll make it myself.