The other week at the (Thai) restaurant, there's this big order of appetizers etc. that comes in like a half hour before we close for the afternoon, but the person isn't showing up, and when we go to call their phone, there isn't any answer.
"I wonder what's happening and if she knows that we close at [the hour that we close for the afternoon]," I said to the wife from the (young) (Thai) couple, since we were just standing around waiting for her, with nothing else really to do, even as the kitchen was closing down behind us.
"She knows," she was like, and she said that when you go to order online, that pops up, and also the customer made sure to specify to pay in cash, which rarely happens and which means that we have to wait around for them and we can't just leave the order outside the door like if they pay by credit card and go and do that.
So, we wait, and like more than forty minutes after they placed the order, and more than twenty minutes after we'd usually close the doors, this (very fat) (young enough) (black) woman shows up to pick it up, and uses some card to take like fifteen bucks off, and tips two dollars, and then leaves.
"How rude," my coworker was like.
"How much was the order?", I was like.
"More than thirty after the card," my coworker was like.
"Don't worry," I was like, "She's really fat and she ordered a lot of deep-fried appetizers, she won't be around for long."
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