True story time: went to a new restaurant today and ordered a Shirley Temple. 4 minutes later I see my server holding a small rocks glass full of pink liquid. He says, “can you see if this is ok before we make a full glass?”(?!?!?!?). I taste it, and say “I think the sprite is flat.” He responds “oh you didn’t want soda water, you wanted sprite?”. He then apologized bc he didn’t know how to make it so he asked the bartender and she “didn’t know either.” I HAD SO MANY QUESTIONS