Someone Didn’t Hash Out The Dash Out

These three high schoolers came into the pizza place I served a few years ago. They were loud, obnoxious, and very keen to be noticed. This led to me watching them like a hawk to make sure they don’t damage anything. Well, come time to pay, the guy paying “realizes” he “forgot his card in his car”. Two of them go to retrieve the card, and the third goes to go to the bathroom.

At the back of the store.

Right next to the rear exit.

I’m not stupid. I go to my manager and tell him these jerks are trying to pull one over and dine and dash. We both keep an eye out towards the back, and you can see this third kid trying to find the right time to leave. He’s hiding by the bathrooms, texting his friends, and starting to look really nervous because we aren’t letting up. There aren’t any other customers at this point, so it isn’t like we have anything else to do.

The kid left in the store comes back to his seat eventually and mumbles something about not knowing where the h*** his friends are.

After about thirty minutes from the time they left the store, the other two come back, looking super annoyed, and actually pay. They said they parked far away.