Hold the "special" sauce PLEASE!!!

At our stop at the Opry Hotel we went to the food court area to grab a quick bite. I went to the counter to order a wrap....I'm looking at the board...lalala..thinking....start telling her my order (still looking at the board).....look over at her and POW!!!!! She had (no lie) 3 huge SHINY (from the medicine) patches of cold sores around her mouth! How do you get out of that order??? Lucky for me she wasn't the one making the wrap. Shouldn't there be a law or something?, maybe bathroom duty, mopping, or sitting somewhere NOT in public? The whole time I was eating my creamy caesar wrap I could only see her face and other vile things that want to make me barf. eeessshhh.