One time I drove to Sonic's drive thru since we were driving out of state and wanted a lunch to eat while driving.

My wife is driving and orders my hamburger. They ask if I wanted ketchup and mustard and mayo or whatever it is they ask. My wife says I only want ketchup.

The person sounded extremely worried by this answer of "only ketchup". My wife didn't say, "I want NOTHING in this burger except ketchup. Only ketchup and nothing else." she just said, "only ketchup." directly after being asked if we wanted ketchup mustard or mayo.

I whispered to my wife to clarify that we want the other toppings as well, but no mustard or mayo, but my wife assumed that no one is that dense. Still, the worried voice of the drive thru lady concerned me. But then my wife was right. If the drive thru lady thought that I meant nothing else, then she would have clarified, "no tomato, lettuce, etc?"

So I was eased. Lulled into a sense of security.

We get our food and drive off and I don't even know why in dragging this part on. Given the context of this story, you know the ending. Unlike the drive thru lady who couldn't grasp the context of the answer to the question of which sauces I want on my damn burger.

At the very fucking least, I at least got the hamburger patty. But it was bun, patty, ketchup, bun. It was the saddest hamburger I've ever eaten and I've never gone back since.