Today was my very last day in hell and, wouldn't you know it, all the customers went and behaved themselves!!! Dammit! I wanted to do one "bad" thing before I left so I chose the horny drunk guys.
CW: What can I get for you?
DG: I want xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.
CW: Is that it?
DG: Oh, nononono my good man! I gotta order somethin fo' the ladiezzzz!
CW: Oh, ok go ahead.
DG: I'm lookin to get fucked tonight!!!
Girls: TEEHEEHEEHEE!! Gigglegigglehahaha!
Me: Did he just say what I think he said?
CW: Yup....
DG: My lady friend wants a standard sam-wich!
CW: Standard?
DG: That's right.
CW: What is standard?
DG: Oh, y'know. Standard.
CW: I don't know what that is.
DG: *siiiiiiiggghhhhhh* The o-rig-i-nal...chick-en...flat-bread.
CW: Oh ok.
It turns out, this guy was so wasted he was drooling on himself. I used the grease pencil to write "Standard" on the flatbread and "Good luck with da ladies!!!" on his quesadilla. Everyone got a kick out of that.
Me: Hey M, is this appropriate?
M: .....

*coughcough*....I didn't see nothin.
Oh, there was one lady who kiiinnnnda misbehaved.
Me: I have an order for Daniel?
SC: Is that mine? *snotty*
Me: I dunno. Are you Daniel?
SC: Do I LOOK like a Daniel?? *motions to boobs and yanks on long hair*
Me: Not at all.
SC: Then why did you ask?!
Me: You were the one who asked if this was yours after I said "order for Daniel". I thought Daniel may be your husbands name.
SC: I'm NOT married.
Yeah I wonder why....
Me: Ok then. Daniel?
Daniel: That's me, thanks.
SC: Where's MYYYYYY order?
Me: What was your order?
SC: Go look on your little screen and tell me!
Me: I have no clue who you are or what you ordered.
SC: I was 2 orders BEFORE Daniel!
Me: *yeah right* Oh, so you are Scott?
SC: No! My name is Evonne!
Me: *looks at my little screen* Well, Evonne, your order is next.
SC: Youuuuuuu! Skipped. Meeeee!!
Me: Actually, we make orders in the order they are placed, so "skipping" you is impossible.
SC: You people are so stupid you skip my order allll the time!
Me: *walks away*
SC: Excuuuuussse meeeee!!!
Me: Here's your order. Bye now. *walks away
CW: What can I get for you?
DG: I want xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.
CW: Is that it?
DG: Oh, nononono my good man! I gotta order somethin fo' the ladiezzzz!
CW: Oh, ok go ahead.
DG: I'm lookin to get fucked tonight!!!
Girls: TEEHEEHEEHEE!! Gigglegigglehahaha!
Me: Did he just say what I think he said?
CW: Yup....
DG: My lady friend wants a standard sam-wich!
CW: Standard?
DG: That's right.
CW: What is standard?
DG: Oh, y'know. Standard.
CW: I don't know what that is.
DG: *siiiiiiiggghhhhhh* The o-rig-i-nal...chick-en...flat-bread.
CW: Oh ok.
It turns out, this guy was so wasted he was drooling on himself. I used the grease pencil to write "Standard" on the flatbread and "Good luck with da ladies!!!" on his quesadilla. Everyone got a kick out of that.
Me: Hey M, is this appropriate?

M: .....



Oh, there was one lady who kiiinnnnda misbehaved.
Me: I have an order for Daniel?
SC: Is that mine? *snotty*
Me: I dunno. Are you Daniel?
SC: Do I LOOK like a Daniel?? *motions to boobs and yanks on long hair*
Me: Not at all.
SC: Then why did you ask?!
Me: You were the one who asked if this was yours after I said "order for Daniel". I thought Daniel may be your husbands name.
SC: I'm NOT married.
Yeah I wonder why....
Me: Ok then. Daniel?
Daniel: That's me, thanks.
SC: Where's MYYYYYY order?
Me: What was your order?
SC: Go look on your little screen and tell me!
Me: I have no clue who you are or what you ordered.
SC: I was 2 orders BEFORE Daniel!
Me: *yeah right* Oh, so you are Scott?
SC: No! My name is Evonne!
Me: *looks at my little screen* Well, Evonne, your order is next.
SC: Youuuuuuu! Skipped. Meeeee!!
Me: Actually, we make orders in the order they are placed, so "skipping" you is impossible.
SC: You people are so stupid you skip my order allll the time!
Me: *walks away*
SC: Excuuuuussse meeeee!!!
Me: Here's your order. Bye now. *walks away
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