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Kill yourself you cringy fucktard.
Because we didint take the money out of the registers yet, we had no choice but to take his order.
True, the chili wasn't the best that day. Our machine was faulty and thus it wasn't warm enough...still, who confuses chili for soup?
I find it funny as hell that tard was complaining to ME about my mother doing her job as a manager...Funny thing is that tard coworker knows that she's my mom.
Three old ladies. THREE. One at a time, Each came by to inform us that the the was out. Three ladies in ONE MINUTE! they were just, Hovering over the tea like sharks circling a dead body.
We get this a lot. Usually a couple or family (Mostly old farts) Shows up a few minutes before closing, and since its not exactly closing time, we gotta serve them. Some times they overstay their welcome, leaving us trapped inside until they leave.