Quote:
Originally Posted by Tlee055
I'm the manager of mcdonalds I told this guy he was banned the next thing I knew I was on the floor I think he suffered from roid rage.
|
When I was 15 I use to work at a Subway restaurant. I would have to close the store alone for a few hours. Usually after I'd close the store every night and begin cleaning there'd be atleast one customer who'd pull on the locked door and begin knocking thinking I'm going to make them a sandwich after hours.
One night this skinny wigger dressed in an Exco hoody that was about 18 sizes two big for his pencil neck knocked on the glass. I looked at him and shook my head to signal we're closed, as there is no way to communicate as I'm cleaning all the way behind the counter. He looks at me shocked for a second.
Later on he came back and knocked on the glass, and pointed at him, followed by pointing at me. I think in wigger language he was saying "we're gonna do this like a soulja boy video" aka wanting to fight me. I burst out laughing extremely hard. He left.
I believe he recognized me from another location I served him at. He approached asking for a "****ing meatball sub". I told him "If you want to get served by me show some respect and don't curse'." He was genuinely shocked that his wiggerish tendencies were thwarted.
Oddly enough, two years later when coming out of my local gym (which also serves as a YMCA) I saw him outside. He goes "yoooo mannnnn I know you from somewhere." I don't initially recognize him. I just go sorry man, no idea who you are. He goes "Maybe I don't know you, cause I'm on acid n **** dawg......" I walk home, only to have it hit me who regarding who he is once I enter my house. I chuckle to myself, and prepare for my post workout shake.
Linear Mode
