Only if I'm driving a particular friend in a drive-thru.. He takes forever, ordering shit at exact specifications. Just hurry up. Same goes for strangers who do that. Otherwise, I don't care. It's just that that is on my time.
Not only that, but the more complicated the order, the more chances they have of screwing up the order, which may demand more time if the customer is so uptight that they return to correct it.
I guess I don't mind this so much, unless it's an obvious control issue or one of ridiculously reactive dislikes. There's a difference betwen not liking onions, and refusing to eat anything that has had second hand contact with an onion. Or requiring that onions be arranged in a star pattern on their burger.
Really picky eating isn't something I totally understand, but then there are only a few things I don't like and I don't rule out entire food groups like some people. But, picky eating itself doesn't bug me per se. Not trying something, if you don't even know if you like it or not, would bother me more.
What DOES bother me is if someone has the audacity/sense of entitlement in a restaurant or friends' house, etc to send something back or complain just because they don't like it. Now I'm not talking about true problems with the food itself - i.e. the meat is raw when it shouldn't be, or there is a cockroach in the rice, or whatever. Assuming the food is properly cooked and it is simply the whim of the person who orders it who decides, eh, they don't like it, then that's their problem. They ordered something, they run the risk of maybe not liking how it tastes. It's not the restaurants' problem if you don't end up liking what you ordered.
An example of what I'm illustrating: in a restaurant I used to frequent where I knew the owner/chef, she told me of an instance (and she had many similar such instances) where someone complained about there being jalapenos in the Jalapeno Cheddar Biscuits they ordered as an appetizer. wtf?
"...On and on and on and on he strode, far out over the sands, singing wildly to the sea, crying to greet the advent of the life that had cried to him." - James Joyce
But then again, I do get pissed off by people who make me/restaurant staff go to the trouble of making a dish with a commonly included ingredient only to mention when it was ready that they didn't consume the said ingredient.
I once walked what felt like a kilometre across a giant airport to get McDonald's burgers for me and a pal of mine, only for him to mention afterwards that he didn't do mayo. Sigh.
Like who likes a PLAIN hamburger (such as my brother who is 18 years old)? Are you kidding me?
Me. On the rare occasion I eat a fast food burger, it's just meat and cheese, please. I like some other stuff on a burger, but definitely NOT ketchup, mustard, or mayo, and one or more of those will wind up on every fast food burger unless you specifically order it plain.
Originally Posted by Jaguar
When we were kids, my brother didn't want the different types of food touching each other on the plate.
I would grab a fork and smoosh his food together and he'd flip out. Lol.
I was totally like this. I have grown out of it.
Originally Posted by Eckhart
Well, define a picky eater. Personally I am pissed off when people want me to force something I don't want to eat. Why is it anyone's business what another person wants or doesn't want to eat? I cannot understand that at all.
+ INFINITY. I don't understand how people have turned being an undiscriminating eater into a virtue instead of a preference. If you were angry at someone because they wouldn't watch EVERY TV show or listen to EVERY kind of music, people would think you were insane. I'm an adult, and I'm finished eating things I don't like to please other people. As long as I don't create problems for or make demands of my host, I don't understand why what I eat matters to anyone.
EDIT: What really pisses me off is hearing "Oh, you say you don't like [dish you don't like], but you haven't tried mine!"
Everybody have fun tonight. Everybody Wang Chung tonight.
I'll eat damned near anything, including tomatoes but I have never been able to enjoy them. I'll eat them if I need to. Depending on my mood I may or may not remove them from whatever dish they're served with. It irritates me, because I really want to like them.