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Ooo la la. We have a French girl that works at the bar with us as a waitress. She's from "Paris". Whoop - de - fu-ckin' do.
Background: Ms Frenchie is the most rude, obnoxious, discourteous TOAB (twat of a bitch) I have ever come across. We have gone round several times because she wants me to do things like leave an open register drawer to get her drinks, or cut in front of people to ring a sale out. And one night, she yelled at me in front of 4 customers and another waitress to "Never EVER push the lime all the way in, EVER!" (In a Corona.) She 'bout got popped then... I digress.
The first week I started, she got into it with a customer over something, and he (who was a Vet) asked her where she was from; she told him France. He said to her, "well, if it weren't for us you'd be speakin' German right now." Ok, maybe not exactly a nice thing to say, even if she WAS being rude to him. However, it did not warrant (and you can never justify to me) the "Fuck You" she said
in front of other customers. How she did not get fired, I don't know.
So this afternoon, we're all coming onto shift, and we're watching the breaking news about the car bomb at Glasgow. I made a passing comment about the flight that was going out was headed to LA. Frenchie got all pissy, said that it wasn't headed to LA and that "all Americans" think the whole world is out to get them and "they" need to stop thinking about themselves and think about the people at Glasgow that were hurt. In the very next breath, she said that every time something happened in London, within a couple months, something always happens in Paris. She kept going on about the American people being selfish and the war, and yada yada yada, being really loud and a couple tables heard her.
Now, I know we have free speech. (Loving my country.) And I know we have laws that protect the innocent, and sometimes even the stupid. But for the love of all that's Holy, why do I have to listen to this TOAB tell me what's wrong with my country, when a) she's NOT a citizen - nope, here on a green card for this one, b) she hates it here - we know this because she repeats it constantly, and c) I can't kill her because our Constitution protects her dumb ass?
I was pissed. So were the rest of the waitress staff and the kitchen staff. And apparently, so were her two tables who did NOT leave her a tip (and she was going off about that - wanting to know why people don't tip.)
Ok, here's a clue, fucknut: You're in the heartland of America. We love our country. And we can bitch about it, because we pay the taxes and vote to be able to do so. YOU, on the other hand, are a green-card-carrying, American government bashing, hating this country little cunt, and until you take that oath pledging allegiance, have no right to talk badly about the country that let you in, let you work, and is paying your way.
If you don't like it here... get the hell out. We have plenty of folks who WANT to be here, and are happy for the opportunity. The sad thing is, I can't tell her what I really think of her, because there are laws against THAT - discrimination/hostile work environment bullshit. (Still lovin' my country though!)
heh. One of Frenchie's later customers ("Balloon Man") came in. He goes to all the restaurants in the area, and makes little balloon animals/sculptures, and leaves it on the table with the tip in it. She happened to be the waitress in the section. She thought it was so cute, until...
I pointed out it was an American Eagle inside a heart. (He does some pretty cool stuff, complete with beak and all.) She said something about her country having the Rooster (WTF?) and I just smiled at her and said, "No way that's EVER gonna be mistaken for a rooster, hon. That's an Eagle. Remember, our Independence Day is coming up this week." She just got real quiet and never said another word.
She left it there when she left work tonight. :)
Am I a bitch? You bet. But first and foremost, I am an American.