What’s the shittiest thing to happen at the snack bar, in my experience?

Running out of popcorn oil.

On a week when your supervisor forgot to order more.

This means I have to drag the can out from under the machine, pop the lid, scoop dregs of oil from the very very very bottom of the can into a tiny cup, then dump it and popcorn into the kettle.

When our normal operation for making popcorn is “press the oil button and dump the kernels in” this adds up to a lot of oil on the floor, on me, and precious seconds I could have been catching up on my dishes, lost.

An extra helping of fail if it happens on a weekend or a holiday (which it did), and customers feel the need to complain about the speed. As everyone knows, if you don’t get your popcorn IMMEDIATELY it’s the end of the fucking world. Awesome!