This picture makes me feel like a dog, staring up at the dinner table filled with food, the people I love consuming every bit and I am left with NOTHING.
I stare up, envious and consumed by what I lack.
I pissed off some teen age kid at a table I was serving.
- Me: I'm sorry, I'll be back with the right plate
- Him: whatever
- *as I turn to walk away*
- Him: *talking to his friends* he's probably a homo, he's too distraught.
- *i turn back to the table*
- Me: you know, you shouldn't talk about the dude who's about to serve your food, right beside him. Also, learn the definition of homo, it's a root word that means, "man" in which yes I am a man, more of one than you will ever dream to be. So if you're intentions were referring to me being a homoSEXUAL as in MAN-sexual, which I am, then use a correct form of it. Now, sit there little boy, while this gay man goes to get your food for you.
- *i leave and come back*
- Me: here's your AIDs stuffed burrito you ordered.
- His friends tipped me $20
