rocky

all the food we serve has a cute movie-themed nickname. blts are fried green blts, the pizza with chicken and banana peppers is a chicken run, etc. most of the time when i bring people their food, i describe it rather than using the nickname because a lot of them seem random and people often know what they wanted but forget the dumb name the theater has chosen for it. sometimes though:

- hi. did you have the philly?
- uh uh.
- are you sure? you didn't have a philly cheese steak?
- no. i ordered the rocky.
- yeah that's the philly cheese steak.
- no, no. i had the rocky.

ad nauseum.

there are actual not-fake people out there who do not recognize thorough descriptions of the food that ten minutes prior they asked their server to bring to them. in fact, there are a lot of them. that particular not-fake person refused to believe that the food i had brought to her was the food she had ordered until i tracked down a menu and pointed out the bit on it that says "rocky" and the bit directly below that where it says philly cheese steak.

if chris farley were still alive, i'd give him a tack hammer and he'd just go to town on these people.