No kitchen for you part zwei: the McDonald's version

TOM had surgery the other day (he is seriously broken, I think this is surgery 4 or 5 in the last 3 years) and the Contessa ran away because OMG are men babies when they're wounded stopped over tonight to pick up some books and have a glass of wine. She said last night they were hungry but she didn't feel like cooking. TOM (still on drugs because he would never have said this if he weren't) told her just to go to McDonald's and grab some cheeseburgers. She went up to the counter and there was an older Turkish woman at the register. Contessa ordered 8 cheeseburgers from the 1 Euro menu and OTW (Old Turkish Woman) told her "Nein!" Contessa said she looked around to make sure OTW was talking to her because um, why not? Contessa said there was no confusion in her order. She ordered in German and even pointed to what she wanted, holding up 8 fingers. Sometimes we do the most ridiculous things to make sure we're communicating correctly. Even if we have the right words, our "accents" often get in the way. Contessa ordered her 8 cheeseburgers again, and OTW shook her finger in Contessa's face and said "Nein! Nur eins!" (No! Only one!). The guy behind Contessa backed up. Apparently he was afraid the little American woman was going to go crazy on OTW (perhaps he was my painter from a few weeks ago and had some experience with crazy Americans?). Contessa said (in English) "Go get your manager" which OTW had no problems understanding and headed off to the back, returning with Manager who spoke perfect English. Contessa explained that she wanted 8 cheeseburgers and he said it was "not a problem" (a very German answer) and started to ring her up. OTW, told him nein and again asserted that she Contessa could only have 1. Manager babbled back at her in German and she was firm that Contessa could NOT have 8 cheeseburgers. Manager sent OTW to the back but before she went, she tossed a towel on the counter, said some unflattering things in German (it's amazing how we may not speak fluent German, but we KNOW the bad stuff) and stalked off. Manager rang up Contessa and completed her order, apologizing for OTW. Contessa still has no idea why OTW didn't want her to have 8 cheeseburgers and everyone else seemed just as perplexed. Isn't that odd? If only she'd said "No kitchen for you!"