I'm no racist, but you're a d-bag.
I don't know why, but all the rude people on the planet came out to play yesterday. It was horrible, I had rude customer after rude customer. I was polite as I could possibly be, until one man took the cake.
This guy came in eating a bag of chips, had his gf pay for all his food, and just sat there mumbling shit. Then I took the order of the guy that was with them, I believe his name was Mr. I'm-White-But-Think-I'm-Black, but he goes by the nickname of wigga. (For short.) So I took Sir Confused's order and was walking over to get his tray and he gets all snotty with me, "Um, how about my cup?" Well I have to get to the cups first genius. Then he didn't even apologize. But considering what was coming, it was minor.
His friend comes over, and he goes "Are you the manager?" "No." "Well I don't want to talk to her, I want to talk to you. How about you give me a free small fry." When I said no, that he'd have to pay for it, he flipped shit. "This is fucking burger king, ok, they make millions of dollars, I'm sure whatever I'd have to pay for a fry is minimal compared to the money they make."
My response? "Sir, I don't make millions of dollars, and I don't want to lose my job just because you feel entitled." Apparently the word "entitled" is his attack command, because he then went on the offensive. He accused me of being racist, that I wouldn't steal him a fry because he was black. Then Kathy came over and he was all nice to her and I promptly disappeared into the office before I could be convicted of any crime.
For the record, I am not racist. I have many friends of different races, religions, whatever. I could fucking care less, I'm pretty much live and let live. But I do get annoyed with the whole "I'm a minority, give me what I feel I'm entitled to, but don't pity me you racist assholes." Sorry, but if you're the epitomy of a stereotype and you're a douchebag to boot, don't you dare fucking play the race card. Oh, and if you can't shell out $1.06 for a fucking french fry, maybe you need to get off your fucking high horse and go get a job.
The man also called me "boo". As in, "Aw, come back here boo, I didn't mean no harm." I didn't know whether to correct his grammar or rip that do rag off his head and strangle him with it. I seriously think I prefer the term "cracker".
Oh and if the whole situation wasn't bad enough, Kathy gave him a free fry because he gave her some kind of sob story. Then before they left they dumped tons of their food on the floor. Guess who had to clean that mess?
Then Kathy came up to me and said, "Well, maybe they'll get indigestion and regret coming here." I not so secretly hope that they get hit by a car. Mean, yes, true, oh yes.
Moral of the story? Don't be a fucking D-bag or you end up in my blog.
This guy came in eating a bag of chips, had his gf pay for all his food, and just sat there mumbling shit. Then I took the order of the guy that was with them, I believe his name was Mr. I'm-White-But-Think-I'm-Black, but he goes by the nickname of wigga. (For short.) So I took Sir Confused's order and was walking over to get his tray and he gets all snotty with me, "Um, how about my cup?" Well I have to get to the cups first genius. Then he didn't even apologize. But considering what was coming, it was minor.
His friend comes over, and he goes "Are you the manager?" "No." "Well I don't want to talk to her, I want to talk to you. How about you give me a free small fry." When I said no, that he'd have to pay for it, he flipped shit. "This is fucking burger king, ok, they make millions of dollars, I'm sure whatever I'd have to pay for a fry is minimal compared to the money they make."
My response? "Sir, I don't make millions of dollars, and I don't want to lose my job just because you feel entitled." Apparently the word "entitled" is his attack command, because he then went on the offensive. He accused me of being racist, that I wouldn't steal him a fry because he was black. Then Kathy came over and he was all nice to her and I promptly disappeared into the office before I could be convicted of any crime.
For the record, I am not racist. I have many friends of different races, religions, whatever. I could fucking care less, I'm pretty much live and let live. But I do get annoyed with the whole "I'm a minority, give me what I feel I'm entitled to, but don't pity me you racist assholes." Sorry, but if you're the epitomy of a stereotype and you're a douchebag to boot, don't you dare fucking play the race card. Oh, and if you can't shell out $1.06 for a fucking french fry, maybe you need to get off your fucking high horse and go get a job.
The man also called me "boo". As in, "Aw, come back here boo, I didn't mean no harm." I didn't know whether to correct his grammar or rip that do rag off his head and strangle him with it. I seriously think I prefer the term "cracker".
Oh and if the whole situation wasn't bad enough, Kathy gave him a free fry because he gave her some kind of sob story. Then before they left they dumped tons of their food on the floor. Guess who had to clean that mess?
Then Kathy came up to me and said, "Well, maybe they'll get indigestion and regret coming here." I not so secretly hope that they get hit by a car. Mean, yes, true, oh yes.
Moral of the story? Don't be a fucking D-bag or you end up in my blog.