What I want to do

I do not have entirely  several pet peeves. I consider myself an easy-going guy. I almost consistently prefer peace over conflict, however, there are some strangely particular things that get myself and others wound up. Two of them have to do with ordering food at a steakhouse. When it comes to sandwiches in general but burgers in particular, I do not ask for much in terms of how I order it. I am particularly not one of those people that stands there for way too long trying to explain a entirely  complicated order to a currencyfair; Occasionally but, I need to be particular about how I want that burger, because if I am not, far too often I get a sloppy mess. Maybe it’s my town, but it does not seem to matter what fast food joint I go to, a burger is constantly thrown at me, drowning in a gallon of condiments with the bun fused to the cheese in a slippery, sloppy mess! The other thing that bothers myself and others at a steakhouse is when I decide to rest down, only to discover that the dining hall is freezing cold. Typically, wait staff will see you to a particular booth or table that is unoccupied separate from your input, but all too often the ones I get are directly under in air vent. I do not want to have to scarf down my food as fast as possible simply because if I don’t, the a/c will make it freezing within a few minutes, not only does my food get freezing from the a/c in record time, but I am also resting there shivering! Forget that!

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