Frozen Hell For Parents
Honest Waitress

Justice Served: He Deserves All The Suffering.



I was at a Craft Store in my town, and it wasn't too busy, but only one register was open. The cashier, a teen aged girl, I could tell was working as best as she could. The process was a tad slower however, because she had a stutter, and a bit of a lisp.

As she worked through the line, asking the usual questions probably mandated by the big wigs (I've worked in retail, it's a thing), the man behind me began to huff and puff. He muttered something about having places to go, he was in a hurry, etc.

I ignored him, until I heard him start to mock her to his kids; "W-w-would you l-like y-y-y-y-y-y-your reSCHKeet?"

The kids began to laugh. It made my blood boil. Especially since I could tell the cashier heard his mockery. That really made my blood boil. When a person doesn't respect retail employees as people, it's the best way to tell whether a person is a jerk or not.

So, when it was my turn at the register, she asked me in a small voice "Are you a member o-o-of the rew-w-rewards club?" And I looked smugly at the guy behind me, and back at her.

Me: "The rewards club? Oooo that sounds great! Please explain it to me?"

She seemed surprised at first, but then looked at the guy behind me, and then it clicked.

I have never given my information so slowly in my life. Never had I asked as many questions as I did. She smiled and answered my inquiries, while the guy behind me was seething.

Him: "Can you hurry up, please?"

Me: "And miss out on these great rewards? As if!"

I only held him up for about 5 minutes... but wooo child, it felt so good.





Lol, this is the best!

Burly Goontar

You could have given the rude man's daughter, or the cashier, some dating advice. "If you are out with a guy, or girl, if you prefer, and he is nice to you but rude or mean to the waitress, he is not a nice person."

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