saw something this morning that really made me angry and sad. standing in line at Best Buns (which, by the way, sells some fantastic baked goods), i saw a well-dressed white man with a bag in his hand walk behind the counter and ask a worker for napkins. the worker was back staff, if you will — the busboy type of work where you don’t interact with the customers, you just put stuff away and clean up the messes. so the worker was doing his job when this fellow walked around and asked for napkins. i couldn’t hear or see the worker, really, but the man had to repeat himself… the worker must’ve said something like “i don’t know” because the man walked away, and said aloud, exasperated “of course not.”
then he stood near the milk/sugar station to pick up some napkins. right there. in the open.
my first assumption had been that there were no napkins at the station (they were really busy this morning) and that’s why he was asking. but no. he needed special napkins(?).
now, there’s some interpretation on my part here, but i got the impression (even without seeing the worker) that the man was upset because that damn immigrant piss-ant didn’t know anything. now he was going to have to wait and take those regular napkins that were out for all the people to use.
shortly after the worker came out with a giant bag of napkins and handed some to the man, which the man took without a thank you.
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