Taught a dude a lesson at lunch today.
Go to lunch by myself today to Jack in the Box. Standing in line. Woman at checkout, dude in front of me. Another worker comes up, opens another register and helps the dude in front of me, so I'm next at either line.
Then some little mexican dude comes waltzing in, looks up at the menu and steps in front of me. Then moves back and forth at the counter, but still in front of me. I knew what this asshole was going to do.
As soon as the woman got done, sure enough, this mexican dude steps right up. The gal behind the counter knows me and looks around him to me to see if I want to say anything. At first I was going to let it slide. I mean, if your life is so pitiful that your personal highlight reel includes jumping in line to get your 99-cent tacos before me, so be it.
But then something took over. I guess I had a "Michael Douglas in the movie 'Falling Down' moment" and I loudly said to this guy "Excuse me, there IS a line, and it starts BEHIND me." (Let me remind you, I'm 6'3" tall, 290 lbs).
Mexican dude spins around ready to give me attitude when he realizes he's staring at my nipple line. He then looks up, changes his mind and gets behind me.
The dude that was originally in front of me at the other register looks over at me, nods, chuckles and walks away.
If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then give him only two of them.
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