On my way from Lancaster back to Poughkeepsie, I stopped at McDonald’s to grab a quick bite. I was greeted by a blond cashier.

Cashier: May I help You?
Me: A chicken Caesar salad please.
Cashier: Would you like any dressing? Caesar?
Me: No, I want Cleopatra.
Cashier: What?
Me: Caesar’s fine. Thanks.

Another employee who prepped my food asked the cashier.

Employee: Does he wants croûtons?
Cashier: I didn’t know it comes with croûtons.
Employee: Are you serious?
Cashier: I never eat salad.
Employee: Are you from Alaska or something?
Cashier: No. I am not a rabbit.

I was speechless.