My sister's first job was waitressing. At a "family-style" restaurant. It was hard work, with the usual ins and outs of restaurant employment.
So, one day, she had a real asshole of a customer. Bitch, bitch, bitch, about everything under the sun. He probably (this was some years ago, so I don't remember the details) complained about the wait for a table, the wait for his food, the temperature of his food, what have you.
My sister is a rather impulsive person, and finally she'd had enough.
She walked over to the guy's table and upended a pitcher of cream over his head!
So, one day, she had a real asshole of a customer. Bitch, bitch, bitch, about everything under the sun. He probably (this was some years ago, so I don't remember the details) complained about the wait for a table, the wait for his food, the temperature of his food, what have you.
My sister is a rather impulsive person, and finally she'd had enough.
She walked over to the guy's table and upended a pitcher of cream over his head!
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