I’d like to speak to the manager!!!

This really happened.

A memory from Social Media.

“Nothing like being in the middle of changing clothes when an naked old man decides it’s the right time to tell you how awful the restaurant you manage is.”

He looked like Mr Burns from The Simpsons.

I finally looked at him and said this is neither the time nor the place.

He looked shocked that I’d speak to him that way.

But he was crying completely fucking naked. No towel. Just an angry demeanor.