Customer: “My wife and I were wondering if it would be okay to bring our chihuahua in while we eat?”
Me: “I’m sorry, but health department rules say we can’t allow any animals other than service animals in the restaurant.”
Customer: “Oh, okay. That’s no problem.”
(He leaves, then comes back in with his wife and a dog-shaped bulge underneath his shirt. My manager, who had overheard the conversation, comes to the register.)
Manager: “I’m sorry, sir, but it’s a violation of health code to have the dog in the restaurant.”
Customer: “What dog?”
(The dog then pokes his head out of the customer’s shirt.)
Customer: *stammering* “Well, uh, he’ll stay right here. He won’t get out. He’s very clean and has good manners!”
(A wet spot begins to appear on the man’s shirt.)
Customer: “Maybe I’ll just go through the the drive thru…”