pervs at arbys

Jul 06, 2004 20:26

I walk into work today with a tank top on. This guy Fred says, "Holy shit! Those Arby's shirts hide a lot!" Because I'm an idiot, I have no idea what hes talking about. I couldn't remember if I had any bruises, so I go sit outside until I have to punch in, and then I realize he was referring to my chest. That was the first perv.

I had to work drive-thru today, which I don't like. It got all the more better when some disgusting 50 year old man with rotting teeth says, "hey you're pretty." I smile, hoping to God someone bring me his food so he can leave. But no, he sits there leering at me, and says, "Aw look at that smile." It gets better.

I hand him his food and ask if he wants any sauce. He says no just some salt. Then he asks for some extra napkins. Now comes the great part. He asks me, nonchalantly, for my number, like its something I normally hand out with the food. I shake my head and he asks to hold my hand. Normally this is where Rory gives them a dirty I'm-going-to-kill-you look, but unfortunately, this was during the day, not the night shift, when Rory works. So this guy sits there staring and begging and I slam the window on him and run away. It was fun, really.
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