2nd Chances Are As Plausible as Sex After Marriage[For You]

I went to this one place I hadn't been since freshman year because this year they got rid of my five cheese melt with bacon. Soo...somehow I'm conned in there by my own will and I order the new inferior three cheese melt, in which I had to pay an extra 2 bucks to add bacon. Total of five American rupees[dollars, but rupees sounds more interesting]. Now I ordered this bullshit sandwich with bacon but ABSOLUTELY NO tomato or lettuce. I emphasized the addition of a vegetable on a grilled cheese sandwich would bring harm the the cashier's career...we had an understanding. I go to pick up my order, and open my sandwich immediately because I had to see which sandwich was mine and which was my friend's I have trust issues with public food service.

No lettuce, lovely, three pieces of un-melted cheese...I can deal due to the toasted buttered bread...FOUR TOMATOES. I remain calm instead of embracing my negro stereotype and calmly walk up to the lady my sandwich...it starts:

Me: Um, I said no tomato.
Lady SW Maker: [Blank stare]
Me: Yeah, so I said no tomato. There's tomatoes, plural, on my sandwich.
Lady: Oh, yeah I see.
Me: I can't eat this, I'm allergic.[Lying like hell, but they generally care more]
Lady: Oh...I'm so sorry[takes back sandwich]

wait for it....

She takes my sandwich, takes the tomatoes off, wraps my sandwich back up, and hands it to me with a smile like this is totally fine.

.... o_O
...obviously I'm being punk'd

Lady:[waiting for me to take sandwich]
Me: [Waiting for her to realize April Fools' Day only counts on the 1st.]
Lady: Here you go
Me: [wishing I really were allergic so I could eat it and sue the university] No I don't
Lady:[gives sad, confused old lady face]
Me: Fine, I'll just go eat this and die now. It better be good since it's closing my throat.
Lady:[enter tear sequence]
Me: No it's fine...you cry, you'll be over this. I'm just going to die of tomato essence. Thanks for the sweet obituary.

She seriously thought taking off wet tomatoes made it all better. I left the sandwich on the table, went to the Chinese restaurant down next door, ordered spicy teriyaki chicken, came back in their restaurant, and proceeded to eat it while staring at their SW in disgust.

Entire cooking staff: Stare at me in disbelief
My friends: Weak
Me: Left one more time to get sweet tea from the convenience store beside the Chinese rest.
My friends: Weak again
SW: Given to my friend who said it was quite delicious after refrigerated...

Cold grilled cheese?