Because this is the world we live in, this is a video of a real salt of the earth woman wearing a chin strap to keep her head from falling off at Dunkin’ Donuts who ordered a dozen Munchkins (aka donut holes) and got pissed when she only received twelve instead of fifty. In her own words while I speculate if this was just a ploy to pay the dozen price for fifty holes, because there’s no way this is this woman’s first dozen donut rodeo:

I NEED MORE. Fifty — five zero. That’s what a dozen is. Not twelve.

Ooooh, fifty — well why didn’t you say so? That’s what’s called a baker’s dozen. And if you’d be so kind as to tell me you got that darling fanny pack you can actually keep your Monopoly money and I’ll just give you the donuts and you can be on your way back to whatever rock you crawled out from under.

Anti-masker at Dunkin Donuts doesn't know how much is in a dozen pic.twitter.com/RfYEV2Ynoq

— Fifty Shades of Whey (@davenewworld_2) February 16, 2021