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We stopped in an Arby's somewhere in Pennsylvania. Jonathan ordered one of their market fresh sandwiches and asked for no mayonnaise. Somehow, I think those Arby's workers knew that Jonathan hated mayonnaise and were just toying with him. Jonathan gets his sandwich and it has mayonnaise. He takes it back and asks for another one without mayonnaisse. Jonathan comes back to the table, opens it up - mayonnaise again. He goes back a second time and gets another one. The workers finally got this one right and didn't put mayonnaise on it, but it had more lettuce than any sandwich I'd ever seen. The lettuce looked like clown hair busting out from under the bread. At that moment, Jonathan lost it. That may have been the angriest I've ever seen anyone get.
For the record, I hate mayonnaise too. I love me some Sonic burgers - they always ask mustard or mayonnaise. I always get mustard, but sometimes they mess up. Nothing ruins a good burger like mayonnaise. Seriously, how could anyone like mayonnaise on a burger? The only thing I've ever eaten that I like mayo on is a Wendy's spicy chicken sandwich.
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I love mayo. I don't always get it on a sandwich or burger b/c it is really bad for you but I love it!
ReplyDeleteI once ate the blazin' wings at BW3's and started freaking out b/c they were so hot, so I used mayo packets to try and quench the fire. That didn't work out so well. But you're welcome for the visual.
That's disgusting man. How can you put mayo on a burger? It completely ruins it.
ReplyDeleteWell once I was eating dinner at my parent’s house and we were having a nice big meal with homemade biscuits. I remember asking my mom for the butter and she told me it was in the refrigerator. So I look around and all we had was the squeeze kind. Not that I really care because butter is butter. Well little did I know what was coming. I squeeze the butter on my biscuits set it aside and start eating my meal. About halfway though my meal I decide to take a bite out of my biscuit. As soon as I did I immediately spit it out. I told my mom that this didn’t taste anything like butter. She goes, oh yeah I forgot there was only a little mayo left so I just put what was left in the butter jar. This was a pretty traumatic event for a mayo hatter like me. If there was any chance I’d someday like may, well this little incident blew that chance.
ReplyDeleteAlso I don’t think I can even count on my hands how many times I’ve gotten a chicken sandwich from anywhere where they interpreted “plain” to mean a chicken sandwich with lettuce and mayo. And for the record when someone tells you to just wipe the mayo off, THAT DOESN’T HELP! That flavor never goes away, never.
I hate mayo and always will!