My feet are frozen, dude

Rude customers who are almost entirely in the wrong should be fair game. I should be able to tell them to fuck off if they push me too far. [It takes a lot sometimes, but once I'm gone, you'd best run for the door.] Listening to this guy with an awful haircut just bitch and bitch and not realize he was basically trying to get the managers to give him $120 pissed me off. But now to back up and tell the story.
( Which I now realize is a little long )

That's a lot of crap you didn't want to read, so I hope people skipped. Or were amused. Either or.

I want crab wontons. I also want fudge. But not together. Nooooo. That'd be yucky.

But I've got new friends! Happy dance. Comments and shtuff later, after food is found. Mmmmmm. Food.