Unfiltered Story #108250

, , , | Unfiltered | April 5, 2018

(I’m the customer in this story. My mother had sprained her back and had just gotten out of the hospital after it took them two days to figure out what the issue was. She’s told my dad she wanted fried chicken for dinner so I tag along with him to help if it. The cashier was a classmate and friend in high school and she recognizes me as we come up to the counter.)

Cashier: “Hey and welcome to [chicken place] what would you guys like tonight?”

Dad: “Can we get a bucket of chicken?”

Cashier: *glances to me and grins* “[My name], I can’t give you this whole thing of chicken. I know you love it, but this is excessive!”

Me: *without even thinking about how it sounds* “It’s not all for me [cashier], my mom just got out of the hospital!”

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