My second job is working at Domino's in Morro Bay, about 1 town over. Last night I was delivering a couple pizzas and I come around a corner. I was going about 20 miles an hour or so and there's this lady standing motioning slow down and yelling something I can't seem to hear over my radio. So I hit the binders to slow down, shut my radio off so I could hear what she was screaming. "SLOW DOWN!" errr... whatever, so I started to go again and she hits my car with something as I'm driving away, so, momentary lapse in judgement along side pure fucking rage I flipped her off and said "fuck you." And that was as nice as I could have been to someone to hit my car... so I pull around the corner and go to the house: wrong house, right address. I look down from the balcony and the crazy lady is walking towards my car... so after I apologize for not having the right house I walk down and see the lady yelling at my car and throw something in it and then I have the following conversation with who will be known as "the Licorice lady"
Me: "don't touch my car"
Licourice lady: "I didn't touch your damn car!"
Me: "you hit my car, don't frickin' touch it"
Licourice lady: "I threw a piece of licourice in there!"
Me: "what? get the heck away from my car!"
Licourice lady: "I didn't do nothing to your car, you asshole!"
Me: "get away from my car right now!"
Licourice lady: "you're in trouble, I'm going to tell Oliver about you!"
Me: "go ahead, do it!"
Licourice lady: "I'm gonna tell Oliver on you!"
Me: "DO it."
Licourice lady: "I'm gon-"
Me: "GO DO IT!"
Now, Olvier is the owner of Dominos and that lady was fucking wacko. So I called my manager and told him exactly what happened, with her hitting my car and all. I was so pissed last night and somehow managed to control myself when she was yelling at my car and throwing stuff in there yelling "take that!"
Jeez... I know my managers know I wouldn't do anything like that if I hadn't had cause to. Don't know if Oli knows that. I don't care who she is to him, or if she was frickin' mother Theresa come back from the dead (eeee! zombies, yay!) I would have done the same thing to anyone who hit my car...
Me: "don't touch my car"
Licourice lady: "I didn't touch your damn car!"
Me: "you hit my car, don't frickin' touch it"
Licourice lady: "I threw a piece of licourice in there!"
Me: "what? get the heck away from my car!"
Licourice lady: "I didn't do nothing to your car, you asshole!"
Me: "get away from my car right now!"
Licourice lady: "you're in trouble, I'm going to tell Oliver about you!"
Me: "go ahead, do it!"
Licourice lady: "I'm gonna tell Oliver on you!"
Me: "DO it."
Licourice lady: "I'm gon-"
Me: "GO DO IT!"
Now, Olvier is the owner of Dominos and that lady was fucking wacko. So I called my manager and told him exactly what happened, with her hitting my car and all. I was so pissed last night and somehow managed to control myself when she was yelling at my car and throwing stuff in there yelling "take that!"
Jeez... I know my managers know I wouldn't do anything like that if I hadn't had cause to. Don't know if Oli knows that. I don't care who she is to him, or if she was frickin' mother Theresa come back from the dead (eeee! zombies, yay!) I would have done the same thing to anyone who hit my car...