Oh, loves, it's your Friendly Neighborhood Dev with a story!
I've mention in the past that I take care of my Mom. There's more to that story, but it's relevant so I'll make it brief:
My mom got sick about 4 years ago, and then someone my brother pissed off lit her car on fire. With one car between us and her illnesses getting worse, I had to make a decision. I made the decision to stop working and take care of her full time. The only stipulation on this was that I was supposed to go back to school, so I did. I'm not ashamed of who am I or where I go, and where I go to relevant: I go to the Pennsylvania State University. As in Penn State. You know, the school with the whole football scandal that just ended with the pedo behind bars... I go to the main campus, where the entire Scandal took place at the beginning of my Freshman Year.
Now, I still have the Lion Pride, and I had nothing to do with the idiots that rioted the night Joe Paterno was fired (though the kid that was held financially responsible for overturning the news van was in one of my classes, but at any rate.) So, I wear my PSU t-shirts regularly. The students did nothing wrong, so I feel no shame. Penn State is still a high ranking school, and the fact that I was able to be accepted with how weird my high school transcripts must've looked makes me proud.
This is BEFORE the Guilty Verdict, by the way. Just a day or two before, so the Sandusky trial is still going on:
I was traveling, and as most sane people do, I dress comfortably. Now, I'm in a PSU t-shirt and a pair of jeans. My friends and I decide to stop at a restaurant. The hostess seats us and all seems well. Our waitress gets our drinks and our appetizer orders, and is just kick ass. My friends and I are talking and having fun, and that's when it starts. This Crotchety Old Dinosaur is boring holes into my skull as she's being seated. Kick-Ass Waitress gets her drinks, but Crotchety hasn't taken her eyes off of me the entire time. Time starts ticking slower, and the atmosphere is becoming less enjoyable, when this finally comes to a head. Crotchety stomps over and starts SHRIEKING at me:
Crotchety Dinosaur: How DARE you wear that?
Dev: Pardon me?
Crotchety Dinosaur: That shirt from that University! How dare you wear it?
Dev: Ma'am, I go to Penn State.
Crotchety Dinosaur: Well, you're no good, then! You support a pedophile! I can't believe that Joe Paterno molested all those children! I hope they find him guilty!
Dev: ... Joe Paterno died a few months ago, and didn't molest anyone. It's Jerry Sandusky who is on trial.
Crotchety Dinosaur: I don't care! You still support a pedophile, so that makes you a
pedophile! How dare you eat at a place where there are children with that shirt
JUST as I was about to lose my cool, Kick-Ass Waitress comes over:
Kick-Ass WaitressKAW: Ma'am, would you please go back to your seat and leave this young woman alone?
Crotchety Dinosaur: No! She's a pedophile!
Kick-Ass Waitress: Ma'am, I highly doubt she's a pedophile.
Crotchety Dinosaur: Make her leave!
Kick-Ass Waitress: Let me go talk to my boss.
Kick-Ass Waitress disappears for a little bit, and I'm actually genuinely afraid. People have threatened to fire Penn State graduates, and we've had a lot of backlash. Crotchety looks at us smugly:
Crotchety Dinosaur: You're going to get thrown out because you're a pedophile.
Kick-Ass Waitress comes back, with Crotchety still standing there, glaring at me, and Kick-Ass Waitress smiles at my friends and I.
Kick-Ass Waitress: We have some seats that just opened up on the patio, if you'll grab your drinks and follow me. (Side note: The patio is full and has a lovely view of the ocean.)
Crotchety Dinosaur: What!? You aren't throwing them out of the restaurant! She's a PEDOPHILE!
She SHOUTS this. During the dinner rush. Patrons turn to look at me, when I see a Big Burly Man in a white shirt walk over to our table. I'm embarrassed. I'm being publicly humiliated because of the University I attend.
Big Burly Man: Ma'am, I'm the owner. Can you please lower your voice? This woman just goes to Penn State, she isn't the one on trial.
Crotchety Dinosaur: I don't care! She's a pedophile and I want her removed from this restaurant at once, or I'll never eat here again!
Big Burly Man: She is being moved to the patio so she doesn't disrupt your meal.
Crotchety Dinosaur: She doesn't belong in this restaurant, she's a PEDOPHILE!
The Kick-Ass Waitress is busy helping us move as this is going on, and Big Burly Man is trying to calm her down. She grabs a glass of water and proceeds to attempt to throw it at me as I move past, but Big Burly Man blocks her and takes it for me.
Big Burly Man: Ma'am, you need to leave.
Crotchety Dinosaur: You're throwing ME out but you are going to let that PENN STATE PEDOPHILE stay here?
Big Burly Man: *very calmly* I graduated from Penn State in 1990. Please leave.
Crotchety Dinosaur: THIS RESTAURANT IS FULL OF PEDOPHILES! *throws the other glass of water
(which does hit me) and leaves.*
We still get our patio seats, and I was thankfully not completely soaked. After I dry off in the Ladies' Room, Big Burly Man comes over to us, apologizing profusely. My friends and I assure him it's not his fault, but he insists on comping our meal, which was nice of him. I made him guarantee that it wouldn't be coming out of Kick-Ass Waitress' pay, and he assures me it won't. My friends and I restart our good time (they sent out fresh appetizers and drinks.) When we were leaving, the owner was running the cash and I say to him:
Dev: Did you really graduate Penn State in 1990?
Big Burly Man: Yes, I went to the University Park Campus.
He points behind him where there is a giant wall of photographs. Mostly him and celebrities at his restaurant, but there is a picture of him with none other than Joe Paterno on campus, dead center of the picture wall.
Side Note: We did tip our waitress (she got 50% of what the bill amounted to) and we attempted to give the owner money, but he absolutely refused.
May Your Customers not be Crusties,