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A guy walks into a gas station and gets in line behind one person who leaves after getting their receipt, the guy walks up to the counter
Guy: You got a restroom?
Cashier: (indifferent) it's for paying customers only, you'll have to buy something.
Guy: (with a huff) I'll get gas after.
Cashier: you'll have to buy something before you use the restroom.
Guy:(ticked off) fine. (grabs something from rack and tosses it on the counter)
Cashier: will that be cash or card?
Guy: card.
Cashier: you have to spend at least 5 dollars for card transactions.
Guy: (through gritted teeth) Fine. (looks at prices and throws another item down)
Cashier: there's a fee for all card transactions.
Guy: Just let me use the restroom already! (loud, not a yell)
Cashier: (takes key from behind counter and places it on counter) here's the key sir.
Guy: (roughly grabs key, pockets items, and walks out to the restrooms) jeez.
Guy: ( gets to the restroom and tries the key, it does not twist and guy tries persistently but it doesn't work) Damn it!
Guy: (stomps back in to cashier, yells) It Doesn't work!
Cashier: Please don't yell sir.
Guy: But it doesn't work. (still loud but not yelling)
Cashier: Did you use the code?
Guy: What code!
Cashier: The bathroom code.
Guy: You gave me a key!
Cashier: You need the key and the code.
Guy: Well, give me the code!
Cashier: It’s 47566592.
Guy: (storms back out to bathroom and unlocks door with code and key)
Guy:(a few minutes later, goes back in to return key and get gas)
Guy: 15 of diesel on pump two.
Cashier: Sir, diesel is for diesel engines, it can damage other types of engines.
Guy:(again upset and loud) I know I have a diesel truck!
Cashier: There's no need to yell sir. Was that 10 on three?
Guy: No, 15 on two. (annoyed)
Cashier: Will that be cash or card?
Guy: Card.
Cashier: There's a fee for all card transactions.
Guy: (seething) I know. (pays and walks back out to truck, gas finishes pumping and he drives off)
A while later the guy stops at a diner and is seated in a booth
Guy:(looks at menu a while and decides on blueberry pancakes)
Waitress: Are you ready to order?
Guy: Yes, I'll have blueberry pancakes.
Waitress: We're all out of blueberry.
Guy: Then strawberry.
Waitress: we're all out of strawberry.
Guy: Banana?
Waitress: We're all out of banana.
Guy: (annoyed) Well what type of pancakes do you have?
Waitress: We're all out of pancakes.
Guy: (huffs, and picks up the menu again looking it over) Well how about french toast?
Waitress: We don't have that either.
Guy: Hashbrowns and sausage?
Waitress: Nope.
Guy: Well what do you have?!
Waitress: We’ve got eggs.
Guy: (disappointed) Fine, I'll have eggs.
Waitress: How many?
Guy: Three.
Waitress: How would you like them cooked?
Guy: Scrambled.
Waitress: Anything to drink?
Guy: Coffee.
Waitress: We're out.
Guy: Juice?
Waitress: there’s lemonade.
Guy:(huffs) Just give me water.
Waitress: I'll be right back with your water.
Guy: (sits around bored, messes with silverware on table, waitress comes back with water)
Waitress: Your eggs will be out shortly. (walks over to another table)
Guy: (gets up and gets a paper cup of ketchup from the condiment arrangement against the back wall of the dinner, and goes back to table)
Waitress: Heres your eggs.
Guy: Thanks. (squeezes ketchup onto eggs and adds salt and pepper)
Guy: (eats eggs, and pays, leaves dinner and gets back on the road)
Guy: (a while later its getting dark and guy stops at a motel, and enters the lobby)
Guy: You got a room for the night?
Clerk: Yes, just you?
Guy: yep.
Clerk: Would you prefer upstairs or downstairs?
Guy: Doesn’t matter.
Clerk: Two beds or one?
Guy: (getting annoyed) I only need the one.
Clerk: The ice and vending machines are on the first floor, Are you really ok with the second?
Guy: Yes, it doesn't matter.
Clerk: I’ll need your ID.
Guy: Here. (pulls out wallet and tosses ID and credit card on counter)
Clerk: Here's your key card, your room 16. (hands back ID, credit card, and key card)
Guy: Thanks. (puts cards in wallet and walks out to room 16)
Guy: (key card doesn't work after many tries) God damn it!
Guy: (walks quickly back to lobby) This key doesn't work!
Clerk: Did you get it activated?
Guy: What?!
Clerk: You have to ask to get it activated.
Guy: Then activate it already!! (upset)
Clerk: I don't know, I'll need to confirm it's your card.
Guy: You just gave me the room a minute ago!! (exasperated)
Clerk: I’ll need some ID.
Guy: Fine! (rips ID from wallet and throws it on counter)
Clerk: (checks ID, and activates key card)
Clerk: Here sir, don't forget to get it activated next time.
Guy: (so mad he cant speak, snatches key card and storms out back to room)
Guy: (opens room, goes straight to sleep)
Guy: (wakes up, realizes he's missing his ID, goes to lobby to check out and get it back)
Guy: (enters lobby) Hey I need to check out and get my ID back.
Clerk: I'll need some identification.
Guy: You've got my ID.
Clerk: I’ll need identification to make sure it's yours.
Guy: (upset) What do you mean?! My face is on it!
Clerk: I don’t know…
Guy: Fine! Here! ( tosses credit card on counter)
Clerk: I guess this’ll work. ( sees names match, gives ID back)
Guy: I'm checking out.
Clerk: Goodbye sir.
Guy: (leaves lobby and gets back on the road)
Guy: (awhile later stops at a mill)
Guy: (enters mill and walks up to foreman) Hey you got any work for me?
Foreman: Sure, I've got work for you. Head over there and help out. (point to area with other workers)
Guy: Sure. (walks over)
Mill Worker: Hey can you help with moving that wood there?
Guy: Yeah, where's it going?
Mill Worker: To that pile over there. (points to small, forming pile)
Guy: (walks over to first pile, carries wood to other pile)
Guy: (continues on for a while, till the piles gotten big)
Foreman: (yells from a distance) Hey! Why's that wood over there?
Guy:(yells back) This is where I was told to put it.
Foreman: (still yelling) Well put it over there instead!
Guy: (yelling back) Okay.
Guy: (starts moving wood to other area, continues till pile forms)
Mill Worker: What are you doing? I said put it in that pile there!
Guy: Foreman said here.
Mill Worker: Well he's wrong, back to my pile.
Guy: (grumbles) Sure.
Guy: (goes back to building other pile, eventually finishes moving all the wood)
Mill Worker: (comes around to see piles finished) All done? Okay now you can move it there. (points to second pile)
Guy: (yells) What?! You said not to put it there!
Mill Worker: It has to go here before it goes there.
Guy: Why?!
Mill Worker: It just does!
Guy: jeez! (starts moving wood to second pile again)
Guy: (finishing up moving to second pile again)
Foreman: You done with that? Now move it there. (points to first pile)
Guy: (discombobulated) What?
Foreman: You heard me, now that you're done moving it here move it there.
Guy: Really? You really want it there?
Foreman: yes! Now get back to work.
Guy: (huffs, starts moving wood back to first pile again, gets about half of it moved)
Mill Worker: What are you doing?! I told you to put it all there! (points to pile two)
Foreman: Hey, it's supposed to go here! (points to pile one)
Mill Worker: But we need it here. (standing by pile two)
Foreman and mill worker: (bickering about here and there)
Guy: (yelling) Geez! Half of it’s here, half of it’s there! Just keep it that way!
Foreman: (at the same time) I guess that's fine.
Mill Worker: (at the same time) That could work.
Foreman: (a moment of silence, then) I guess you should start loading that into the grinder, just put it all in that machine there, close the lid and press the orange button on the side, when it beeps, open it and reload it.
Guy: (grunts, walks over to the machine,opens it and walks back towards piles)
Mill Worker: And when your done with that put this wood in that vat and follow the steps by the control panel.
Guy: (nods, and foreman and mill worker walk away to their own work)
Guy: (starts loading pile one into grinder, closes lid presses button continues till pile one is gone)
Guy: ( starts loading pile two into vat)
Mill Worker: What are you doing?!
Guy: huh? What you told me to do!
Mill Worker: No you were supposed to put that pile in the grinder!
Guy: I did put a pile in the grinder!
Mill Worker: But it's the wrong pile!
Guy: They're the same! They're both the same!
Foreman: What are you two yelling about!
Mill Worker: (with pointing) He put that pile in the grinder and this pile in the vat!
Foreman: what?! That's all wrong!! (pointing) This pile goes in the grinder and that pile was supposed to go in the vat!
Guy: (pissed) But they're the same! There's nothing different about them, their the same!!
Foreman: (at the same time) But that one's supposed to –
Mill Worker: (at the same time) That pile should have gone–
Guy: (screaming) Dear god! What is wrong with everyone! What'll it take for a straight answer, for some common sense!! I'm done! I'm done! I can't take this anymore! I'm leaving!
Guy: (storms out of past foreman and mill worker, out of the mill, gets in truck and drives off, far, far away from this county)
Mill Worker: (pause after guy storms off, looking at Foreman) …What was his problem?
Foreman: (shrugs shoulders, confused)
The end