Fast Food To Swear By

(I stop into a large-chain barbecue chicken place one night to get a lazy dinner. It isn’t long before closing, and the staff are obviously loosening up, anticipating the end of the shift, and the chatter from the kitchen staff is a little more… “colourful” than I would have expected.)

Server: “Here’s your food. Have a great night.”

Me: “Thanks.” *I turn to go, pause, then turn back.* “Just for future reference, you might want to mention to your coworkers that they probably shouldn’t use the phrase ‘f****** c***’ loudly enough for customers to hear.”