The Only Thing You’re Being Served Is Consequences

I work in a mall food court. We get a lot of special needs customers, so we let them take their time and order on their own. A couple of them are really nice regulars.

Two such teens are in line with my boss. They’re about to order when a man comes up behind them. When my boss starts taking the teens’ orders, the man asks loudly:

Man: “Why are you taking them first?”

Manager: “They were here first.”

Man: ” They can wait until regular people are done. This is bull-s***.”

Manager: “Yes, and I’m tired of yours, so leave, you aren’t eating here.”

I am on my lunch break, eating a few tables away, when this goes down. As a result, I get the pleasure of being able to watch him slowly come to the realization that he wasn’t going to get his own way and slowly walk away, trying to figure out what just happened, while I enjoyed my sandwich.