Wednesday, January 10, 2007
extra charge for a banana
I am not really ranting about service. I just don't get the logic. Or maybe there isn't really any logic. You be the judge:
We were eating lunch at Pancake House today. And I really wanted this Vanilla French Toast thing that they had going. It had mango slices, french toast, and two scoops of vanilla ice cream. Beautiful. After a few minutes, the waitress approaches me and informs me that they don't have any mangos anymore. They can only give me peaches. But I didn't want peaches. I don't eat peaches. So I ask if it can be replaced by bananas. Which in my mind, should be possible. Because it's a fruit replacing another fruit. She goes back in to confirm. As she returns, she tells me that getting a banana will result to an extra charge. I am bewildered at that point. Isn't a banana even cheaper than a peach? Why will they charge me extra for a banana? I'm not getting the peach. It's called a replacement.
In the end, I wanted to really eat the thing but without the peach. I opted to just get charged for the friggin banana. The dessert was heavenly. I loved it. But at the back of my head I still kept thinking... why the hell did they charge me extra for a cheaper fruit that replaced the original one?
If I was a monkey, I'd be really pissed and throw a fit. But I am not a monkey. So there.
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