Drunk in the Drive thru
Had a guy come through the other day. When I took his order I struggled to understand through the slurring. Finally got his ridiculously specific drink that he wanted blended and extra hot at the same time.
So I make his drink, and ask my coworker to please ring him out because I am not fond of drunk drivers. My brothers were nearly killed by one who has yet to see a single court date two years later but that’s another story. Anyhow, the dude asked for a 30% discount. Well no I’m not giving that. But apparently ’re manager knows him’ and D the manager at another store knows him.
And he’s am admiral in the navy. :/
And ill give him he knows the name of another manager at a different store, but I hate that bitch anyway so fuck her if she knows anyone anyway.
So I tell him eight fucking times I can’t give the discount since I don’t know anything about this asshole.
Man has a 24 pack open and two open containers in his passenger seat. Open containers are illegal in public and in vehicles in my state. So against policy I had my ride call the cops since I’m not having this shit.
So I keep closing after my coworker gave my ride the plate number. She called three different departments.
Apparently it was none of their business and wasn’t their jobs.
Great, thanks, assholes.