Negative stars go to the cashier and the hate filled childish little grown woman prepping the food. Having food allergies isn't fun, dealing with your temper tantrum because I ordered food that won't kill me and you prepped it incorrectly is even less fun. I was very specific with my order, which was actually easier to make than normal, and you still botched it. Hopefully you get fired soon so no one else gets treated like I did, but if not, I hope you figure out a way to find joy in scooping guac for future travelers that stop by Los Madlittlewomanós for a burrito.