Okay, recently, my MORNING JOB opened in an old Krystal building.
"Krystal" used to be famous or infamous for producing really small, really cheap slider-style burgers in the Southeast. Well, THIS one went out because the former sheriff caught the staff making shake-n-bake meth in the kitchen... and that's when HIS troubles started, but that's
.
ANY-HOWL...
So, the place reopens after 3 years of abandonment as a teriyaki place.
I get hired on due to EXTREME staff shortages, and the money's plenty good. They have, thanks to the format of the previous sort of business, a DRIVE-THRU. And THAT's where THIS SC comes into play.
We'd been open three or four weeks. SC drives up. I'm the dishguy, but I hear this:
"Welcome to Aka Becko((name is changed to protect me)), order when ready please."
"Uhhh. Yeh! I'd lack ter order me three burgers and three Super-De-lerx orders of super-sized fries!" ((boyo had an accent that made DELIVERANCE sound like Cambridge English!))
"uhm... Sir? We don't sell those products here. We're a an Asian restaurant."
"YOU MEAN TER TAYL ME, you snot-nosed b***h, THAT YOU GOTCHERSELFS A
DRAHV-THROO AND Y'ALL'N'S DON'T
SELL NO
BURGERS AN' FRIES?! What the
kinda playse y'all runnin' here!?"
Guy drives off.
Now I get an eyeful of this uber-redneck. Dude had a beat-to-hell-and-back-hundreds-of-times Chevy truck, a 20-foot lift kit ((WAY over-exaggerated to make the point)), more "GIT -ER-DONE" crap on it than should be legal, four stars'n'bars flags flyin', three DON'T TREAD ON ME stickers, and both mullet and beard whipping out the window.
Yes, ONLY in Tennessee.
"Krystal" used to be famous or infamous for producing really small, really cheap slider-style burgers in the Southeast. Well, THIS one went out because the former sheriff caught the staff making shake-n-bake meth in the kitchen... and that's when HIS troubles started, but that's

ANY-HOWL...
So, the place reopens after 3 years of abandonment as a teriyaki place.
I get hired on due to EXTREME staff shortages, and the money's plenty good. They have, thanks to the format of the previous sort of business, a DRIVE-THRU. And THAT's where THIS SC comes into play.
We'd been open three or four weeks. SC drives up. I'm the dishguy, but I hear this:

"Uhhh. Yeh! I'd lack ter order me three burgers and three Super-De-lerx orders of super-sized fries!" ((boyo had an accent that made DELIVERANCE sound like Cambridge English!))






Guy drives off.
Now I get an eyeful of this uber-redneck. Dude had a beat-to-hell-and-back-hundreds-of-times Chevy truck, a 20-foot lift kit ((WAY over-exaggerated to make the point)), more "GIT -ER-DONE" crap on it than should be legal, four stars'n'bars flags flyin', three DON'T TREAD ON ME stickers, and both mullet and beard whipping out the window.
Yes, ONLY in Tennessee.
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