me: would you like that to go, sir?
customer: no, just my bill thanks
me: sure (turns to walk away)
customer: can i take you to go? i'd love to package that up(staring at my ass and THEN my tits after i turn around to see what he's saying)
me in my head: sure, asshole, right after i puncture your ballsack with this fork
me outloud: ....(nervous laughter)...
i love realizing how far i've come in terms of being able to deflect this shit with a sharp tongue. they should teach it in school, figuring it out is slow and painful.
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