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| - Every time I go to this location there is a free show with breakfast. The first time I went two of the staff members were ready to "throw down."
Male employee: I just asked you a simple question
Female employee: Silence
Male employee: You know I'm really sick of your fu*kin' attitude.
Female employee: You're the one with the attitude. I'm sick of yours
Male employee: You walk around here thinking you're better than me. I don't give f*ck.
Female employee: No, I don't give a fu*k. Why don't you shut your fu*kin mouth right now
Male employee: You know what? Why don't you shut it for me?
All of this is going on while they are schmear bagels and prepare drinks. I really thought they were going to fight in the café!
The second time I went I jinxed myself and said, "I hope there aren't any fights today."
Instead I got the Rhonda Rousey of Einstein bagels. Linda. You ever wonder why some of the meanest people have the most simplest and charming names? Doesn't that mean pretty in Spanish? Well Linda was a bi*ch! She had a blank stare on her face, and refused to be friendly. I didn't want her to be my best friend but not my enemy either! Her face was like Rousey's when she's in the cage and about to fight her opponent. Did she want to tap me out just for ordering a Power Protein Bar? WOW!
I ignored her and moved forward in the line. As I meditated on her behavior I wondered if she was the one that male employee was fighting with. Hey! Where was he?
"She's not very nice." The lady behind me said to her husband. Well good. At least I wasn't the only one who had noticed. The sweet elderly couple behind me ordered the Bagel box and every time the elderly lady said a type of bagel she wanted, Linda would grab the bagel and throw it into the box like a repetitive ball into a catchers mitt. CLUNK! Then without any expression, except "I plan on tapping you out face" she'd say, "and what else?" CLUNK!
WOW! The elderly couple kept repeating, "She's not very nice." I could tell they were scared. The kind of scared where you're too damn old now to fight someone.
Finally when my order was ready one of the girls called my name, but another customer came up to the employee and asked for something. I kept saying while the employee held my bagel, "That's mine! That's mine!" But she continued to hold the bag. Another customer waiting intervened and said, "Hey, you called her name. That's hers..."
She gave me a dirty look like I was lying and reluctantly handed me my power bar. I snatched that bag out of her hand and shoved her right in her face. She fell down and started crying. I heard the crowd of customers gasp but it was too late. By then I was out for blood. I hopped over the counter and started going after Linda. I hoped she really new MMA because her ass was mine. I grabbed her hair and punched her in her face and---
Well...I snapped out of it. I woke up from my little daydream and took the bag from the rude employee muttering expletives under my breath. What's wrong with this staff? Thank God I fear jail.
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