Don’t Mess With The People That Make Your Food

I've always been a big believer in not causing problems with anyone who is going to be touching your food before it gets to you. There was one time the girl I was dating and I were heading back from a Marlins game and were absolutely starving. So we stopped at fast food place called Pollo Tropical. I have to say the name of the place because when we went to order, they ran out of a specific item. Chicken! Yes, Pollo Tropical ran out of pollo.

So the girl I'm with gets super bitchy with the person on the headset. She then looks at me and says "What do you want?" Absolutely nothing. There's no chance that food isn't getting messed with before it gets to us. Thankfully when we got to the window I convinced her to just drive away and go to another place that was next door.

And at this point, I'm on the path of eventually posting the entire movie, Waiting. But here you go. This is the scene where the suer bitchy customer sends her food back, and they proceed to have some fun with it.