You Eat It, You Buy It. Sounds Simple Enough, Right?
This post goes out to the fat tub of lard that ate nearly all of his Imperial Dinner (the biggest thing on the menu) and then wanted his money back because “the filet wasn’t to [his] liking.”
You liked it enough to stuff all but two pieces into your mouth AND to eat all the rice, noodles, vegetables and chicken.
Maybe I should come to the Wal-Mart you work at, buy some fucking toasters, break the damn things and then return them because “they weren’t to MY liking.”
Oh, and he paid with a credit card. So if anyone knows a Michael E. Rossmannith, give him a swift kick in the balls for me.
November 26th, 2006 at 7:30
Will do, Ryan. Will do.
November 28th, 2006 at 11:14
I had the same thing happen to me.
Some dumb, FAT lady sitting with her husband ordered a meat loaf sandwich. I check back to see how everything is, and she says it’s fine.
After finishing 75% of the sandwich, with some still in her mouth, she decides to bitch me out about how disappointing the amount of (LACK of) meat loaf in the sandwich was…even though she was still eating it and wasn’t completely finished. Her husband sat there completely silent and apparently intimidated (pussy). Assuming she wanted me to take it off the bill, I simply refused, gave her the check with the sandwich still on it (You eat, you buy)….only to recieve a big ZERO tip.
Mind you, they left exact change.
January 16th, 2007 at 6:31
Michael A Ray? wasn’t he in a previous blog?? i think it was the one when the girl freaked out about the credict card….
January 27th, 2007 at 4:51
I wonder if Google can find this guy for us? Input: Michael A. Ray, cheap tipper, asshole, deserves a blast to the balls in a non-joyous way.
Result: To many hits on asshole cheap tippers to be contained within data base. Please narrow your parameters.
February 24th, 2007 at 7:25
Dude, you’re friggin hysterical. Keep up the good work.