The wife of a friend is a small fat and she can never order normally.  She asks "What's good here?" but never orders anything you suggest.  Then she makes up her own meal; "I want enchiladas, but filled with lettuce, and covered with white sauce instead of chile sauce, add extra onion and jalapenos, no tomatoes, no beans, no rice, but give me some guacamole, a pickle, a side of Texas Toast and an iced tea with extra lemon."  Then she complains that the food isn't very good.  Obviously that was hyperbolic, but not as much as you'd imagine.