That reminds me of my favorite ``no mayo'' story.

I was down at my local sit-down college eatery (Two Guys) one day and ordered, IIRC, a fried chicken sandwich, for which I requested no mayo. The waitress seemed to have been confounded by this, and started trying to convince me that I wanted mayo on the sandwich. This two-minute (!) ``conversation'' ended with the following couplet:

``Come on. We'll just put a little mayonnaise on it; you won't even taste it.''

``If I can't taste it, why would I want it on there?''

True story.
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Bitt Faulk