I was at the mall. Now, I'm fat, but I also have polycystic ovaries which makes it difficult to lose weight. Anyway, I figured I would get something a l'il bit healthier than normal so I went to the Japanese stir fry place. Rice and shrimp isn't too bad.
The cashier was a young man reading a comic book. I ordered my food with a diet soda. Before anyone asks, he spoke perfect English. The conversation went something like this.
Man: "Do you mind if I repeat that?"
Me: *confused* "Yes...?"
Man: "Diet diet diet!" *like he was calling to the back... but he gets the drinks so why?*
Man: "Did you hear that?"
Me: "...Yes." *slightly irritated tone*
*he does work for a while, then...* "Are you sure you heard that?"
Me: "Yes." *flat, pissed off tone*
I was SO pissed. There was NO reason for him to do that except to say, "DIET BITCH! DIET NOW!" And you can bet I called their corporate office to complain. I've never been back to that place, and I never will.