Unfiltered Story #191442

I am a delivery driver who picks up food from various restaurants in my city and then delivers it to a customer. I am sitting in one restaurant on a busy night when this happens. I’m having a brief conversation with the manager when a man starts yelling.

Rude Guy: *yelling* Hey, where’s the manager?

Manager: That’s me, sir. How can I help you?

Rude Guy: I want to know where the hell my damn food is.

Manger: Let me check on that for you.

The manager leaves to go to the kitchen and comes back.

Manager: I’m sorry sir. As you can see, we’re quite busy. It’s making the order take longer than usual.

The guy walks to the bar in a huff. He gets his food about 30 seconds later and stomps past the manager as I sit on a bench nearby.

Rude Guy: Thanks for telling me why you worthless piece of shit!

Initially stunned, the manager and I laugh after he’s gone.

Manager: He was not the most positive individual.

Props to him for keeping his cool.