/ck/ - Food & Cooking

Fucking easy mode pleb servers.

The college sows don't know what bad customers are.

Buckle up, /ck/. It's a long ride.

>Be me, 16, working at mom and pop place.
>Actually good working climate for a while.
>One of the managers died. The remaining two fight all the time. They don't pay attention to their business and only hire kids in high school/junior high.
>They wonder why their business is failing.
>But that's not what this story is about.
>It's late at night, about closing time, and I'm doing cleaning and stocking.
>All of my tables are empty, but a few remain in other sections.
>One of these tables is housing three morbidly obese "individuals". I assumed they were grandparents and a child.
>The grandparents are probably 400lbs and over. I think one of them might have a rascal. They're essentially the trailer trash stereotypes. The female has chin-length, greasy brown hair that's balding at the center of her head, coupled with thick eye glasses. She's wearing rags. Her husband is the frosty white-haired blubber ball with a striped shirt and cheeks that make him look like a bulldog with Cushing's disease.
>But they don't have diseases. They have food in their stomachs.
>The little girl was doomed before she came out of the womb.
>Her face is actually cute, bless her, because her genetic pool was probably the worst I've seen in a long time. But she was fat. She spoke like a 6 year old but weighed probably as much as a 12 year old.
>They've all eaten dinners with salad bars. And the child is full. No surprises there.
>She is so full that she's doing the thing where you lean back and exhale deeply because you've eaten too much.
>She looks like she is in PAIN. Her sweater is stretched around her stomach massively. Her mid section looks like it belongs on a 30-year-old beer drinker.
>She's literally puffing up her cheeks and exhaling through pursed lips.
>I want to remind you all that she was, in reality, probably no older than 8 years of age.

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