pearwaldorf | (no subject)

Death to wiggers (decked out in enough name brand clothing that I'd have to work months to buy) who put down the working class.

I was at KFC with Cody, and these dipshits are giving this poor hapless order clerk the hardest time. He's obviously new and doesn't have a clue what he's doing. (So much for zero training initiatives) To make it even worse, there are only two people in the back. There's said wigger and toady, and this grumpy guy who's looking like somebody's shoving a meathook up his ass because he's forced to wait more than five minutes for his artery-clogging chicken strip sandwich. I told him, 'Cut him some slack, he's new," and he looks at me like he's never heard anybody stick up for a downtrodden worker before. And so Cody and I start talking just loudly enough for him to hear what a shithead we think he is. After we sit down, wigger boy and toady come back in and wait for their food. We commence sounding like a couple of crotchety old farts who can't believe what the world is coming to, in regards to idiots like those behind us.

And so the jihad for politeness begins. ^.^