As Danny and Brian are ragging on me for being a lazy ass, my first customer walks up. Some lady. She orders no-salt turkey "super thin", and this happens!:
KT: Okay, just to let you know, this turkey tends to fall apart
Bitch: Well don't cut it thin enough to where it falls apart
KT: I can get it thin, but regardless it's going to fall apart because...
Bitch: FINE, YOU KNOW WHAT? I WON'T GET IT FROM YOU!!!! I'LL GET IT SOMEWHERE ELSE! YOU SAY THIS EVERY TIME!
KT: !!! I was just letting you know...
Bitch: YOU SAY THIS EVERY TIME! I JUST WON'T GET IT FROM HERE! YOU ALWAYS DO THIS! DON'T ARGUE WITH ME!
Really, she was yelling. I was so shocked! I didn't even get pissed until later when I remembered she said "don't argue with me." I hate that line, because first of all, you aren't my Mom, so you can't say that, or "because I said so." No, sorry, only my Mom can use that. Second, do I let you fuck me in my ass? Do I suck your dick like a Chupa Chup? No? Well, then that means YOU ARE NOT MY BOYFRIEND, so I'm NOT arguing with you! You want to see arguing? Let's take this outside! Bitchface. I hate people who act like I'm their bitch and I'm not allowed to speak in my own defense, and that since they're a customer I have to be a slave.
Wow, I haven't had a customer flip on me since....what, last November? Whenever I left Guiliano's. It was a familiar feeling, that's for sure! People can be so rude. I am curious as to what they do for a living. Really, you want to YELL about TURKEY? Is it that important? Geez lady, I hope I run into you at the bar. Off the clock, I'm on my own time, and I will fuuuuuuuck you up. It would be one those those dream moments, but this time my swings will actually connect and it won't be like I'm hitting someone underwater. I'll see her, and she won't be able to place where she knows me from. Then I go up to her, pwn her with 5 across the eyes, and congratulate myself on being the bigger person and not stealing her purse.
I guess I'll go to bed.