You step out of the line and walk up to the counter where a young pimple-faced teenager appears to be taking the order of a woman and her disturbingly ugly baby. You slam your mighty fist onto the counter with enough force to cause intense pain in your hand and demand to speak to the manager. "I'll get him right away, sir!" The teenager exclaims in an annoying high-pitched voice. He then disappears into the back of the resteraunt leaving you alone with the lowly people standing in line. You look around the room and try counting the tiles on the walls to pass the time. But your gaze soon falls back onto the ugly baby you saw before and you decide to make a face at it. It decides to throw up on you. "Son of a bitch, right on my best uniform!" You scream in anger as the manager and the teenager walk back up to the counter. Upon seeing them you...
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