so last week this costmer asks to get a tank filled. i say "i am sorry the machine is out of order" so he slams the door and storms out. not ten sec later he opens the door and says "go smoke another bong hit you fucking loser" and leaves. thusday night his dad comes in and tells me how lucky i am that his son did not kill me. ok "i am sorry for any problem i may have cause your son" he stares at me then ask "do you want to fight". i am thinKing wtf i say no he ask again then say "cock sucker" and leaves. it is only the start of my week and i have met my quota for nutcases at my work.
carnalascetic:
wow, I didn't know the machine was really broken...sorry for sending my dad down there. Har har.
vainr:
lol