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Monday, March 28, 2011

Arse out for dinner

Posted on Mon, Mar 28, 2011 at 2:41 PM

To the gentleman who decided to attend dinner on Saturday evening, March 26th, wearing a long coat: Fuck you. Not because you draped your ridiculously long coat over the back of your chair in a crowded restaurant. Not because the server your coat tripped was sent to the hospital. Not because she fractured her elbow. Not because we spent from 12:00 am until 5:30 am being taken care of by the staff of the hospital emergency room after already both working a full 8 hour day. Not because she will be off work for two weeks on worker's compensation and NOT a server's income. And certainly not because of the pain and suffering that goes along with doing anything in life with one good working arm and one that hurts if you BREATHE deeply. No sir, fuck you for not getting up off of your fucking lazy pretentious ass and helping her up in the first place and asking if she was alright. Go fuck yourself, and may you always have your mother look at you with pride in her eyes, and you with remorse in your heart. Asshole. —Raged

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