Unfiltered Story #140363

, , , | Unfiltered | February 15, 2019

(It should be known that I am a mechanic with a nearby bowling alley on a lunch break. I’m a 6’1″, 215 lbs, bearded, angry looking man dressed in a tight black t-shirt, military green canvas work pants, and nasty workboots, and generally covered in grease.)

Fat Man In A Wheelchair (FMiaW): *at me loudly* “Cereal!”

Me: “…what?”

FMiaW: “What isle is the cereal at?”

Me: *calmly scanning the isle signs* “…ummm….. I don’t really know…”

FMiaW: *pointing behind me* “Chips!”

Me: *hand him chips*

FMiaW: “Cereal?”

Me: “I don’t know, I’d be guessing. I don’t actually work here.”

FMiaW: “Oh.” *waves me away*

Me: “Yeah, good luck.” *under my breath and walking away* “F*****”

(Yup. I have no patience for disrespectful laziness.)

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