Living in Wisconsin, we usually get our fair share of snow. A rather heavy snowfall came down, and obviously driving was tough. I mean, on the way to school I ended up going sideways down Main Street. I would come to a complete stop, and my car would slide sideways into the curb.
I walk into work, put my apron on, and help the woman standing at the counter.
That was like a double-fault. Not only was she blatantly lying to me, but then she ordered the largest item we had, destroying my stock, requiring me to spend the next 40 minutes cooking three batches of chicken, with people lined up wondering how I ran out.
I walk into work, put my apron on, and help the woman standing at the counter.
Me: Hello, what can I get for you?
SC: You need to be more careful driving -- you almost hit me out there!
Me: ? ....I'm sorry...?
SC: I don't care if it was snowing, you were driving like a maniac!
Me: Ma'am, I walk to work. My car is parked at home.
SC: Oh, must have been someone else. Well can I just get a 20 piece bucket then?
SC: You need to be more careful driving -- you almost hit me out there!
Me: ? ....I'm sorry...?
SC: I don't care if it was snowing, you were driving like a maniac!
Me: Ma'am, I walk to work. My car is parked at home.
SC: Oh, must have been someone else. Well can I just get a 20 piece bucket then?
That was like a double-fault. Not only was she blatantly lying to me, but then she ordered the largest item we had, destroying my stock, requiring me to spend the next 40 minutes cooking three batches of chicken, with people lined up wondering how I ran out.
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