In my 2nd job (I was 18) it was a wanky advertising firm that had no business being quite as wanky as it was (very much at the un-glam end of advertising) and one of my jobs as receptionist was getting the lunches for their Monday meeting.
There were about 14 people in the office, and about 5 or 6 local deli's, and OBVIOUSLY they all wanted things from the different deli's, but to add to it there would be astonishingly irritating stuff like "I want X roll from Deli 1, and salt & vinegar crisps,, but not the crisps from Deli 1 because they only do Tayto, and I want King, so you'll have to get them from Deli 3."
Obv. nobody else would want anything from Deli 3 that day, but because it was massively popular in a busy office area I would still have to queue for 20 mins to order her stupid fucking crisps.
Inevitably I'd get something wrong or something wouldn't be available (bear in mind that 14 people each wanted a drink, a sandwich, crisps and something else from a combination of at least 4 deli's, each with long queues) and I would be called in to the meeting by my utter bitch of a boss to explain why XYZ junior staffer didn't have the Twix she wanted.
Needless to say I got a new job.