There was one Saturday during lunch rush when I was working at the Golden Arches where I had a girl come in, order her burger, and she wanted extra pickles. 4 to be precise. And she wanted them not to touch

I just looked at her, told her there was no way I was interrupting the guy on prep to give him that order during a busy lunch rush, and went on with her order. And nope, I didn't get in trouble. There were at least some advantages to being the bosses' daughter