Day - Evening - Day...

...at the one (Thai) restaurant where I work now, like a month ago:

1) I come in to open up the restaurant for a Saturday lunch shift, and the door of the back alley is closed and locked, the first time that that's ever happened to me.

So, I knock, and after like ten secconds, it swings open, and it's my one (Guatemalan) coworker who we started the diablo joke about, and I can see the kitchen full of people behind him, getting food ready for the day.

"What?", I was like, "You don't want me to come inside?".

"No," he was like.

2) At the beginning of that dinner shift, there's **two** separate app delivery drivers up by our back counter waiting for their orders to come out, and **both** are loudly talking on speakerphone while they wait.

3) The next morning on the Sunday lunch shift, this (shorter) (tattooed) (white) woman and her (taller) (schlubby) (white) guy (boyfriend?) come in and order over a $100 of food to go, tipping nicely, too, and they also get some beers to drink while they wait -- "I'll have what he's having," she says -- and in the middle of all of this, the guy just stops and looks at me for some reason, and then he's like, "Well, you've been here a while."

Later, my one (chubby) (Thai) coworker for some reason has two soft-boiled eggs sitting in a bowl with a plate on top, on top of the ice machine where we eat, and every time you walk by, you're looking them at eye-level, and they look like a pair of testicles.

So, I tell her that, and I tell that I support feminism, but not like that, and she just glares at me in a good-hearted way and says something in (Thai), and when I ask her what it means, she says it's, "[my first name], you're no good."