I got this from a site I frequent.
A Large Can Of Whoop-A** And A Side Of Just Desserts
Restaurant | Australia
(Around my restaurant area a lot of kids hang out, most of whom are the unfavorable type. This day in particular, one of them decides to
open the door and swear at everyone inside/)
Kid: ?All of you are f***ing b****es!?
(We ignore it and try to continue work as if nothing happened.)
Kid: ?F*** you, f***ing pigs!?
(We ignore it again and this repeats for another two times. I am getting very annoyed.)
Kid: ?Girls should stay in the kitchen!?
Me: ?Hey, stop that or I?ll call security.?
Kid: *looks at me up and down* ?Whatever, I bet you want to do me, don?t you??
(The kid continues to talk dirty and make gestures to me, so I cut it off there.)
Me: ?Get out of here before I start breaking your legs.?
(The kid looks shocked, probably because he didn?t expect anyone to snap back at him. He runs away. My co-worker, boss and everyone else in the restaurant applaud and we get back into business. About 20 minutes later, the kid comes back with his mother.)
Mother: ?Look, my son told me you threatened to break his legs! I?m reporting you to the police!?
Me: ?Did he also tell you he was harassing us??
Mother: ?He told me he was talking to people when you?? *pushes index finger into my chest* ??threatened to break his
legs!?
Me: ?I can tell you, now, Ma?am. He was harassing me and the costumers.?
Mother: ?Lies! I?ll charge you for threatening a child!?
Me: ?Yes, then I?ll sue him for harassment, sexual harassment and disturbing the peace.?
(The mother looks at the kid with horror on her face but doesn?t give up just yet.)
Mother: ?You have no proof my son did that! I?ll charge you for psychological damages!?
Me: ?I have plenty of proof on our cameras.? *I point to camera in the back corner, and then to the one at the front* ?I also have a room full of witnesses who can give testimony on what he said and did.?
Mother: *stands on her spot stunned*
Me: ?So do you want your can of whoop-a** here, or shall I serve it to you in court??
Edit: I mis clicked,
I read this and said I wish I was that awesome. Heck, I wish I just witness this level of awesome.
A Large Can Of Whoop-A** And A Side Of Just Desserts
Restaurant | Australia
(Around my restaurant area a lot of kids hang out, most of whom are the unfavorable type. This day in particular, one of them decides to
open the door and swear at everyone inside/)
Kid: ?All of you are f***ing b****es!?
(We ignore it and try to continue work as if nothing happened.)
Kid: ?F*** you, f***ing pigs!?
(We ignore it again and this repeats for another two times. I am getting very annoyed.)
Kid: ?Girls should stay in the kitchen!?
Me: ?Hey, stop that or I?ll call security.?
Kid: *looks at me up and down* ?Whatever, I bet you want to do me, don?t you??
(The kid continues to talk dirty and make gestures to me, so I cut it off there.)
Me: ?Get out of here before I start breaking your legs.?
(The kid looks shocked, probably because he didn?t expect anyone to snap back at him. He runs away. My co-worker, boss and everyone else in the restaurant applaud and we get back into business. About 20 minutes later, the kid comes back with his mother.)
Mother: ?Look, my son told me you threatened to break his legs! I?m reporting you to the police!?
Me: ?Did he also tell you he was harassing us??
Mother: ?He told me he was talking to people when you?? *pushes index finger into my chest* ??threatened to break his
legs!?
Me: ?I can tell you, now, Ma?am. He was harassing me and the costumers.?
Mother: ?Lies! I?ll charge you for threatening a child!?
Me: ?Yes, then I?ll sue him for harassment, sexual harassment and disturbing the peace.?
(The mother looks at the kid with horror on her face but doesn?t give up just yet.)
Mother: ?You have no proof my son did that! I?ll charge you for psychological damages!?
Me: ?I have plenty of proof on our cameras.? *I point to camera in the back corner, and then to the one at the front* ?I also have a room full of witnesses who can give testimony on what he said and did.?
Mother: *stands on her spot stunned*
Me: ?So do you want your can of whoop-a** here, or shall I serve it to you in court??
Edit: I mis clicked,
I read this and said I wish I was that awesome. Heck, I wish I just witness this level of awesome.