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13 March 2010 @ 02:27 am
Memoirs of a Minimum Wage Sole-istic Aristocrate pt.2  
Scene: Denny's of Fucking Hillybilly Barely North of the Mexican Border, Texas. I'm the only white girl, and the only other vegetarian I've met within the last six months. If you recall, I was vegan for a while.

I'm at the register, cashing a lady out. We've got a shit-ton of new people who can't understand the concept of saying, "HIA DER TAKE A SEAT I GET YOU DRINKS NOA K?" and just kinda put their tails between their legs and whimper, and hide. So, now, I have to cash out about five people, and seat about five parties. Cashing out takes no time at all, a simple, "I'll be able to get you all seated in a moment," gets me an angry, 'oh fuck, you expect me to be patient?' eye roll from some Mexican man who looks like he just hopped the fence.

Lucky me, he decides to sit in my section (along with five others. . . fffff-). I get his drinks. He DEMANDS, not asks, says, "you must bring me this NOW, or. . ." so I do. He's not the first dick I've dealt with, nor the last. He's pleased, at least for the moment, now that he has drinks.

Now, I have to deal with the other people, "I'll be right -" and he says, "no you wont, you're going to take my order, NOW." . . .

"Kay. What can I get for you, sir?"
"My son will take an omelet." (etc, etc, he doesn't let his grown son talk, or make any choices.)
"Okay, and for you?"
"well, I want the same thing. But I refuse to eat it, if its got more than just veggies. So, extra mushroom. And, don't cook it in butter, I'm vegan."
(insert me hiding a WTF face) "Okay, sir, and for your side?"
"You drench everything in butter. I'll take the fruit, if that's not slathered in it too."

I walk away, not having the heart to explain to him that eggs aren't vegan. Fast forward to a few minutes later, I'm stuck cashing people out, and sitting people again. Someone runs my food to him for me. He gets toast. He didn't want toast. He literally throws the toast at the poor kid. "I didn't order this shit. Take it back, NOW."

Okay, so our new kid is now traumatized, and I'm sick of it. I get the manager, and he comes out to try and smooth shit over, blah blah blah. Everyone is telling me about the other shit the Mexiterian did. We lol, so do our regulars who think this dude probably have a tiny dick.

Fast forward after he demands more coffee, and more of this and that, and calls me a servant bitch (I lol'd at him, and replied, "you don't know the half of it," that made him make a face I can only explain as: O_o;; ). He's at the register, and now telling the manager he refuses to pay because of shitty service.

Management says: "You chased off every server except Dollie, and that's because the only thing that bothers her are CHILDREN. But, you're acting like one, and starting to annoy our good customers. You're going to pay, or I'm going to call the cops. And by the way - I'm vegan, you Wet Back (he's mexican too), eggs are not fucking vegan."

The man paid. He left. He didn't leave me a tip. And now you know why vegan eggs are awesome.


Mexiterian: Dollie Slang for Mexican Vegetarian; also see rampant asshole.
 
 
mood: amusedamused
 
 
 
hollywoodpussy: Blah blah blahhollywoodpussy on March 14th, 2010 08:13 am (UTC)

LOL @ the "vegan" ordering eggs. damn. xD
zombinafukpantz: Hello Zombiezombinafukpantz on March 26th, 2010 12:42 am (UTC)
LOL WOW. What a tiny dicks moron.

damn.