I hate onions, and what pisses me off, is when I ask for no onions like 3 times, and they STILL get it wrong, then they get mad at ME.
Some crazy rich lady was complaining about the 'customer service', and when my manager apologized, she yelled "DON'T SAY YOU'RE SORRY IF YOU DON'T MEAN IT! I KNOW YOU DON'T REALLY MEAN IT"
About that responsibility...I have no problem doing all of this myself, but my parents insisted on the car being in their name, which meant that they needed to do the paperwork, instead of sending me on a wild goose chase through the DMV with false information.