1. The cashier was convinced I was under twelve and needed to order from the kid's menu. She kept asking me if I wanted a smaller plate and even went as far as to get me that sippy cup thing they give small children (the small cup with that twisty straw or whatever). I am seriously tired of this happening to me. I AM NOT TWELVE YEARS OLD, AND I MOST CERTAINLY DON'T LOOK IT (though I will admit, I do look younger than what I am, but I most certainly don't look that young)!!! When I went job shadowing, one of my dad's co-workers thought I was twelve. When I go to the library, I either get told that I need adult supervision, or I get lectured about Louisiana state laws and how asking to pick up my dad's reserved books (and it's not like we have different last names or even COMMON last names) is somehow stealing all of his personal information (no idea how that can happen). At the Mercy gym, the ticket people are always asking my parents (yes, I go with my parents to see my sister play whatever sport she happens to be playing at the time) if I'm under twelve, so they don't have to pay extra. So, I do not need a cashier asking me if I want some sort of sippy cup thing.
2. TOO MANY PEOPLE THAT I KNOW GO THERE!!! I must have seen at least twenty different people from my school there. I know we had off and everything today, but seriously people?! Do you all need to flock to the same place?! Go get a life and go somewhere else. Seriously. I went there because I thought maybe I wouldn't see anyone. Boy, was I wrong...
3. People I used to work with should never approach me when I am eating. This lady who used to work with me, approached me and my mom and talked to us for at least THIRTY MINUTES. I wanted to die. I never knew her well to begin with, and she kept talking about awkward topics. All I could think was GO AWAY.
4. THEY DENIED ME FOOD. The guy who brought us our food forgot the chips that went with our food, so I went and told him about our missing food. But, he claimed that he gave it to us, and it's like no, you did not. Then, he was like there is no way to prove that I didn't give it to you. Thankfully, the manager (I'm guessing) over heard and gave me the bloody chips I paid for (yes, that's right cashier; twelve year old kids don't have credit cards or even pay for their own food). I guess the dude was new or something...
5. If I wanted food dropped on me, I would pour it over me myself. Yes, I understand that people have accidents and can't always be help, but it's freaking uncomfortable to have salad spilled over you. I guess the guy was really mad about the whole chips thing. I mean, he did apologize, but it didn't sound sincere. And, he certainly didn't let me keep the salad particles that fell on me. He just took it all away. The least he could have done was let me it eat it.
6. I slipped on water by the soda fountain, and nearly killed myself. I guess this is kinda my fault because I could have watched where I was going, but at the same time, they could easily keep their floors clean and water free. That way, people would be less likely to kill themselves.
- Delanna
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