Please fire me. I work as a cook in a hospital cafeteria, and we have to turn our backs on the customers to prepare food on the grill. One of our regular customers (while on his phone) snapped his fingers at me while I was turned around preparing another customer’s order and said, “Cheeseburger!” and walked away. After I made him our standard cheeseburger (bun, hamburger patty, and American cheese) he came back 15 minutes later and yelled at me because it wasn’t hot anymore and didn’t include “pepper jack cheese with jalapeños, tomatoes, on a toasted bun.” Because the customer is always right, I apologized for the inconvenience and remade the sandwich to his specifications. He then told me that I would “learn to please a man one day.” He is one of the most respected doctors at our facility.