My first job was when I was 16 as a waitress at a Coney Island. This guy came in with two girls, I guess he was trying to impress them, so he kept saying that I didn't get his order right. Cheese or no cheese.

Third time after they were all laughing, I scooted the hot Coney, with cheese on top of his crotch. He was yelping, and I got fired immediately, but it was sure worth it.