So I had a mental problem with the local Taco Bell, but I finally relented, as I was kinda "Taco Hungry. So they don't "have" sugar. Real sugar. Not that pink crap. Not that yellow ****. Real sugar for my iced tea.
So I ordered a coke, the tacos, and left.
So a few days ago, I decided to find out one last time if this was a fluke, or status quo. So I ask "sugar?" "No we don't have sugar." I should have just left
So I order 4 tacos and a big coke.
Go up to the window, the jerk is hanging my coke out over the ledge at me and I'm trynnnna push it back with both hands yelling NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Wazzza mattah wrong drink?"
"NO you're POURING **** ALL OVER ME AND MY CAR!!!!!"
So he mumbles something about "must not've been made good," sets it down on the ledge and TURNS AROUND AND WALKED OFF
So some little thing finally comes over and wants to know "did I get my order" and finally made me a new coke and etc etc etc
Now I'm flat TELLIN' you that in about a week IF I ever get cooled off, I'm goin' back over there and give that manager a big fat piece of my mind!!!!
