2003-12-03 - 2:25 p.m.
Can I tell you all about my wonderful quest for food today? Thanks.
So I go to the Student Center, wanting some damn popcorn chicken. I get in the line, which is also the same line for hamburgers and other stuff made on the grill, so it's pretty long. Ideally, since the popcorn chicken is just sitting there in a big bucket, it should take five seconds to get.
HOWEVER.
I waited online FOREVER, and there was this tall black-haired guy in front of me who I could tell was kind of looking at me. Amazingly though, he wasn't ugly or creepy. He was actually cute. Isn't that amazing? After about the 30th minute of our wait, when we were up at front, he was like "This is so unbelievably slow. Are you having fun today?" And I was like "haha, Yeah" and he was like "Yeah, looks like it." We talked about how slow it was there. Then the guy behind the counter proceeded to taking orders from everyone behind me but not me. I was getting really annoyed. Because...
(What I am about to say sounds incredibly racist. But it is totally true. The staff happens to be all black, and unless you are a black girl, or at least black, they really, REALLY give you a hard time. As in, they answer you back nasty, they don't give you food, they give you the wrong order on purpose, etc. I'm sorry, but I'm not making this up.)
Cute guy was like "Man, they're taking orders from everybody but you!" He suggested I just lean over and take the chicken myself spitefully and make a grand exit. Eventually it go so bad I was like "Okay, I give up" and left. Cute guy said goodbye. I guess at that point I should have given him my name or stayed on line and talked to him or something and had stories to tell grandchildren about how we met on the lunchline, but no, I just said goodbye and left.
Then I went to the Ratt, which is exactly like the student center only in the basement (and the staff is the same way.) I ordered popcorn shrimp, the poor man's chicken, and told them to take it out of my Red Hawk dollars. So the fucking asshole swipes my card and is like "THAT AIN'T NO RED HAWK, THAT'S A MEAL PLAN." Well, which one of us works the machine that has the button for Red Hawk and Meal Plan, you FUCKING ASSHOLE. THANKS FOR WASTING ONE OF MY FUCKING SWIPES - NOW I HAVE 7 LEFT.
Asshole. ASSHOLES! Now I'm sitting here enjoying my shrimp, thank you very much.
Maybe they were intimidated by my Lexington Syndicate pin.
"Yeah, what do you want." - Ratt staff to me
"HEY BABY, WHAT YOU WANT???"
"POPCORN SHRIMPS - AND MAKE SURE THEM POPCORN SHRIMPS IS HOT!" - Ratt Staff and black girl
P.S. GREAT NEWS, I JUST READ MY RELIGION SYLLABUS AND A PAPER I THOUGHT HAD TO BE 12 PAGES LONG IS ACTUALLY 8-10 AND IT'S DUE THE 15TH, NOT THE 8TH LIKE I THOUGHT. SWEET!
