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Last night at the restaurant Kyle had a difficult time. A group of five older teenagers came in - three boys and two girls. Two of the three boys asked Kyle if it was okay if they went and got something else to eat and brought it back to the restaurant. Kyle said no. They said they were going to do it anyway. Our manager, P.K., would not back Kyle up. P.K. said to let it go. Kyle was pissed. He ended up avoiding the table as much as possible. When it came time to pay the bill, they left a note written on a napkin: Here's your tip - Kiss my ass. Without hesitating, Kyle walked from the computer to the table and told them they all were disgraceful, terrible human beings. Their laughter was riotous. They got up and left out the side door, laughing and cussing at Kyle as they went. Kyle immediately turned his money in and went home.
It's raining hard here right now, as I sit in front of my work computer and eat instant oatmeal. Someone needs to remind me to take one minute at a time.
It's raining hard here right now, as I sit in front of my work computer and eat instant oatmeal. Someone needs to remind me to take one minute at a time.