Hi, excuse me, I have a complaint.
That’s great, I’m good with complaints, my brother Mauricio isn’t, he comes in at three. Tell me baby, what’s wrong.
Please don’t call me that.
Oh, sorry. Tell me dear honey, what can I do for you?
Are you doing it on purpose?
Just don’t call me “baby”, “honey” or anything like that, I don’t like it.
Why not? You have some kind of special traumatization experience with this?
Now you’re being rude.
No, of course not, dear young lady, I’m trying to help and I will respect your beliefs, you’re my guest, tell me about this complaint you have, I’m good with complaints.
Is there anyone else I can talk to?
No, my brother comes in at three, he’s not good with complaints, his name is Mauricio. Please, complain to me, what is wrong with you?
What? I can’t believe this, nothing is wrong with me.
Then why do you want to complain if nothing is wrong? I do not understand this. It is a joke maybe? I am sorry, I’m not very good with jokes.
Can I see the manager?
Of course you can, it is me, I own this place, and you are my guest.
Okay, you know what, forget it.
Thank you, please come back soon.