Pecking...

…. As proof of my nonexistent pecking order in the Great Circle of Life, even the drive-thru lackey at the local Taco Bell saw fit to be surly towards me this afternoon……

… truly, what is this world coming to when a happy, paying customer in dire need of a bean burrito before hitting the treadmill at the local YMCA is talked down-to by a bespectacled, pimply, greasy-haired little retard with a microphone and a Napoleon complex?.....

… I tell ya, kids these days need a good, old fashioned ass kickin’……

…. So did I call the little bastard out on it?.... nope…. Putting up with a lippy youngster is a small price to pay for ensuring that your burrito arrives spittle and pube free….

… but what a world….. Good Manners held hostage for a clean bite of day-old refried beans, a stale tortilla, and a steaming scoop of mystery meat with a bit of sour cream……

… anyway, for what it’s worth, the invention of the drive-thru window was the beginning of the end of western civilization…. well, that and the digital camera….. y'all will just have to trust me on that....

by Eric on May 29, 2007 | Bullshit (9) | TrackBack (0) | Ummm, Ok....
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"Good Manners held hostage for a clean bite of day-old refried beans" There is a delicious bite of irony in that......Viva frejoles refritos!

Bullshitted by Billy Budd on May 29, 2007 04:57 PM

Did the pimples bust the camera man?

Here's to pube free food... Kinda like Dolphin free tuna I guess.

Bullshitted by RedNeck on May 29, 2007 06:47 PM

What happened to the Taco Bell of our youth? Fresh corn shells, hamburger (what is that orange stuff they serve up now?), and fresh shedded cheese. It's just plain nasty now. I do kinda like the refillable gallon container of Pepsi though. That's something.

And you are right about the poor manners. Probably worse up here where we never have been know to be civil.

Bullshitted by Jerry on May 30, 2007 02:24 AM

What you do is, you act real nice and humble to Mr. Pimply-Puss. You get your food (pube- and spooge-free). You enjoy your meal.

Then you wait until the little motherfecker comes off his shift and you introduce him to Mr. Cold Steel. While he's busy shitting his pants, you administer a good ass-whuppin'.

Simple, innit?

Bullshitted by Elisson on May 30, 2007 10:24 AM

I was gonna ask if you had your knife with you...

Bullshitted by holder on May 30, 2007 12:31 PM

I got a little twit fired one day for calling me a f'ing B...as he threw the dollar he owed me at me...just because I wanted him to give me the correct amount of change.

I pulled around and got out and went in. In full teacher's pissed off mode. With my cane. I don't cuss, my words just kept getting longer as I described how angry and upset I was, and I think the tipping point might have been asking "If he's done this to me, how many others did he do it to, and get away with...and how much of YOUR money might he have stashed near the window.

Unfortunately, I think he was able to stash it in his (crotch around his knees) pants before he left. In a hurry.

Don't mess with the red head when she's hungry.

Bullshitted by Nancy on May 30, 2007 12:49 PM

You go, Nancy!!


I used to think pissy-mood-servers were only in tourist towns like Daytona... now, I'm wondering if it isn't just the generation.

Bullshitted by Jean on May 30, 2007 01:18 PM

Ah the things I miss by not doing fast food. This little story does nothing toward making me want to ever resume the practice. Heh.

Bullshitted by Teresa on May 30, 2007 07:15 PM

.... you guys sure are bloodthirsty..... cutting a high school punk for simply being rude?... goodness, the knife only comes out on special occasions.....

Bullshitted by Eric on May 30, 2007 08:35 PM