Unfiltered Story #172062

, | Unfiltered | October 17, 2019

(I hand some bearded, redneck-type old men in a beat-up pickup their food. It takes me a few seconds to make change for the bill they paid me in.)
Driver: Make it quick, darlin’! We’re on a mission from God.
Me (cheerfully going along with it as I give him his change): Yes, sir!
(Before I can even get my customary “y’all have a nice day” out, he’s shoved a dollar in my hand and is quickly backing out of his slot.)