I go to the McDonalds across the street from my office three times a day and only ever get a large black coffee. Most times my conversation goes like this:
“Hi, I’ll have a large black coffee.”
“OK... milk and sugar?”
“No. Black coffee.”
“No sugar?”
“No. Black coffee. Nothing else.”
Everyday. Like clockwork. In their defense, this McDonalds is across the street from Penn Station in NYC and it seems to be heavily frequented by junkies. One of the standard requests I hear from people around me in the morning is “Small coffee - twelve and twelve.”
That’s a small cup of coffee with twelve creams and twelve sugars. My order is an aberration in that environment.
A video of that conversation would certainly go viral.
"Large Fries, Pie, Large Coffee. You got that in there?"