A "Really???" moment

I have the joy of working part time at a restaurant here in Athens.  For discretion I will always refer to this restaurant as Shenanigan's. 

This weekend at Shenanigan's I recieved a phone call from a customer that had more than a few questions.  I politely listened as this older man told me about his recent health trouble.  He apparently has had some heart issues recently and his doctor has ordered him to lower his sodium intake.  During this long explination I am missing other phone calls, having to ignore customers coming in the restaurant, and delaying getting to go orders together. 

Then the line of questioning begins.  Which items on the menu have salt? --All of them, you are at Shenanigan's not the Grit. Can you get steaks without salt?--Yes but you have to ask and it won't taste good.  Does THIS salad dressing have salt? (yes he asked about each dressing individually)--Yes, all salad dressings have sodium. 

After the long line of salt questions he told me a long story about how hard it is to cook without salt.  I politely agree.  Then the last question he asks me brings us to our "Really???" moment.  This man with so many medical questions asks me "do you serve alcohol on Sundays?...I could really use a drink"
--Yes sir, we do serve alcohol on Sundays and you can get your margarita without salt on the rim.