Unfiltered Story #90935

(It is a really slow day at the fast food place, and I am serving some kid and his friends. They all look to be roughly 11 or 12. One of the boys that is ordering keeps flirting with me quite aggressively the whole time and I am starting to get annoyed as I am not interested in robbing the cradle.)

Me: “And did you want anything else?”

Kid: “Yeah, can I add your phone number to my order?”

Me: *deadpan* “Why? Do you need a babysitter?”

(His friends burst out laughing and he quickly left the store after that.)