4:30 a.m. is a great time at Tim Hortons because a ton of customers try to order breakfast sandwiches, but we don't start selling them until 5:00 a.m. - haha.
I had this lady last night, right around 4:30 a.m., that delved into this elaborate breakfast-sandwich order with cheese croissants, packets of jelly, sides of butter, when I had to interrupt her, "Whoa, whoa, slow down lady, we don't sell breakfast sandwiches until 5 a.m."
"What?" I heard her yelp into my headset, then she proceeded to pull up to the window, so that she could yell at me in person, which is fine by me because I don't get paid any less or more if the customer is happy. Actually, I prefer that the customers aren't happy if they are rude.
She listed many reasons for why we should serve breakfast sandwiches at her convenience. I gave her my best blank stare, occasionally saying, "OK." After the third "OK," she asked me if I was getting smart?
I told her that, "I would be stupid to get smart," and she sped off toward McDonalds. Score one for the good side.