Funny "please" story:

I had just arrived in Cincinnati for training. I went to Frisch's Big Boy. Well, being from the West Coast, I thought the familiarity of a Big Boy burger would help ease the pain. So the waitress comes up to the table and asks what I'd like to drink. I said, "I'll have a Diet Coke." She looked me right in the eye and said, "Please?" Incredulously, I said, "OK...May I have a Diet Coke PLEASE?" She laughed and said, "No silly, I meant WHAT." I said, "Ok, why didn't you just say WHAT then?" She laughed and brought me a Diet Coke and a Big Boy burger. I almost puked when I took the first bite. Who the hell puts TARTAR sauce on a cheeseburger? Really?!?! A real Big Boy burger uses Thousand Island, not tartar sauce. I just threw up a little in my mouth thinking about it.

I should've figured it out right then and there...