So, I basically made this thread because I wanted to bitch about making sandwiches but, as I work in a gas station, my work problems cannot not be classified as "first-world."
I fucking hate what happens when you give people access to an ordering kiosk instead of just making them order their sandwich verbally. Here is an example of how it sounds when someone orders a sandwich verbally at my work:
"Hi, can you make me a cold cut sub with lettuce, tomato, and onion?"
"sure, would you like any mayo or anything"
"Italian dressing if you've got it"
"Sure thing, sir!"
And here is an example of how it looks when I receive a printed ticket from the ordering kiosk:
Italian Cold Cut Sub Half
+ white sub roll
+hot pepper relish
+ provolone cheese
+ black olives
My theory? People order shit they don't actually want on their sandwich just because it's in front of them and it's free. I know you could make the argument that maybe they would have wanted it if they knew it was there, but I have been taking people's sandwich orders for 7 years now, and trust me, when they want something, they tell you.
So I do my best to jam all these toppings, some of which require me to stick my gloved hand into cold juice and then drip it the fuck all over the place, onto a really poor quality sub roll that doesn't even open up all the way without breaking. As I wrap the monstrosity in printed parchment, my heart sinks a little because I know I am responsible for a sandwich I would in no way endorse. I just tell myself, "I'm Alan Smithee on this one. Paycheck comes Friday."