ok so today I have decided to make each day mean something here at InsatiableHost...so Monday's Im gonna Make Out with Blogs everywhere...it's really raunchy how much of a blog whore I could be; however, there are SOOOO many great blogs and it's now a fixation. Tuesdays are Gratitude with Attitude because why the fuck not? and Wednesdays are Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Wednesdays....why you ask???
why is she compelled to eat Meatloaf every Thursday and Drink Red Wine on Fridays? Because I can...that's why!
anyhow, so for the first edition of What the Fuck I have to tell you about this true story...
I recently had surgery (tonsilectomy = no more lady balls), I now have no voice (well it's there but really it's friggen brutal and I do sound different - did you catch my vlog yesterday???) anyhow, so with this limited voice I can't really talk loud or very clear. Today, I go to get a tea and a bagel because I have to eat something or my husband will wake up without a limb...so i go to my local salvation (Tim Hortons) drive through and get to the microphone thing.
Them: May I help you
Me (while sounding like I am under water): May I please have an extra large tea, bag in double double with milk?
Me: could I just order up at the window?
Them: No. what do you want?
I'll tell you what I want you fucking douche canoe, I want a fucking tea and a bagel but I can't talk because my lady balls were ripped out of my throat days ago and I am in mourning. May I get a large tea, 2 milk 2 sugar?
Them: ya, anything else?
Me: a plain bagel, toasted with butter please.
Me: thank you...
end of the encounter? no! dare I tell you what was next? yes!
i get to the window and the douche captain says, that will be $3.05 please...I hand him $4.05 in change and he hands me a penny.
ya, so I look at him and said "oh, there was a tip in quarters for you, as a tip..you should have looked at it first"
Douche Captain: "oh you're a deaf person....sorry. (then laughs) oh shit, you can't even hear me!"
what the funk was that shiz? I mean really, we just interacted, i talked to you, i repeated what you wanted me to when I ordered...ya, I'm a deaf person, and guess what fucker, you are getting fired! I was sooo pissed off, that I parked my car, went into the store and talked to the manager. I really was offended for all sorts of reasons.
1. this fucker thinks that he can just talk like that to people?
2. would it have been funny if I were deaf?
3. what if I were deaf? What were you going to do about it?
all I can say is this:
anyhow in all things positive, i think he got the fucking clue when his boss came over and i was to get an apology...ya, he did and did I take it like an adult and accept it?
you be your asses I didn't...
this is what he got