It all started on a random day when I was craving a burger. I put on my shoes and adjusted my glasses before leaving my apartment to the burgeria. A little bit of a walk, but I didn't mind, it gave me time to think. Perhaps too much since my mind kept going back to the tragedy of my wife dying last year. She was old and it was her time. My mind went back to reality when I realized that I was already at the restaurant. I walked in and walked to the counter. There sat a quite young looking fellow. He started talking.
"Can't you see that we're closed sir?"
"Oh sorry, I thought you guys were still open."
"It's okay, I'll take your order."
I told him my order. Lots of mayo of course, who doesn't love mayo? I noticed his name tag. It read 'Kienan'. Just like that, he left to the kitchen to make my burger. It felt like an eternity before he reappeared from the kitchen, with a burger that was made entirely of mayo.
"Here you go... Uh-"
"My name is Wally and wheres the burger or any other toppings I ordered for that matter?"
"I thought you'd might enjoy this more"
"Well, this isn't what I ordered, but I'm taking it anyway because I paid for it."
"Okay, bye Wally."
I left the burgeria. I can't believe he would be that immature and mess up my order on purpose. When I finally got to my apartment, I decided to take a bite of the mayo burger. It was... Actually good! Kienan was right, I did want this more than my order. I love mayo anyways. I finished the burger and sat there for a minute. All of a sudden, I feel my stomach rumbling. I bolt to the bathroom where I have the most horrific diarrhea ever. After 30 minutes, it stopped. I got dressed and ready for bed. I couldn't stop thinking about the young worker Kienan.
"Hmmm, maybe he's not all that bad."