Dont throw my fucking food around!

The girl who was working the carvery in a local restaurant did not give me the food I asked for. She had begun to serve the next customer, even though I was politley calling her “Excuse me? I’m sorry, excuse me? You… sorry, hello?” so I put some bass in my voice “HELLO?!” and told her of her mishap with my dinner. She snatched the plate back off me, with a look of disgust, then took a fresh plate, slapped my food down on it and threw the plate on my tray. This annoyed me.

this girl would actually be one of the higher members of the service crew. Not on the minimum wage.

I actually am a bit gassy. But it doesnt make me grumpy. I like gas.

Sorry, I didnt know there was a limit? Explain.

yeah, gonna take me a while to get over that one. Jesus! I didnt know you guys were so sensitive! Relax guys! I’m just trying to rant about a hormonal pregnant woman that ruined m’dinner! Cant a guy get a break? At least I’m in the right forum, right?

Did you ask for no parsley sauce in the first place?

There is no gravity; the Earth just sucks.

The thread title makes me want to hum that old song, “Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around.”