Dealing with ham planets as a fast food worker... Hey everyone, I'm a pretty recent shitlord (always hated fatties bit didn't know an awesome community like this existed), and I just wanted to rant a bit. So, I'm still in high school, and, over the summer, I've been working full time at my usually part time fast food job. Now, the amount of hams I see on a day to day basis is disgusting. The majority of them are just the stereotypical "GET MAH BEETUS FUEL NOOOOOOW!" kinda assholes, but there's this one couple that enrages me beyond belief. Now, my boss is a really friendly Indian guy that wouldn't raise his voice to somebody if they murdered his first born child in front of him. Textbook case of TNS (too nice syndrome). So this ham couple come in every day, and order two small coffees, with 8 sugars and 6 creams. Upon making them, every single goddamn time, they complain about how cold the coffee is. Well shit, maybe if there were more than two fucking drops of coffee in there because the rest is filled with diabeetus, it'd be hot! But that's not even the end of it. We have one of those self serve pop machines that also has a water tap on it. If people ask for cups just for water, we give them out for free, because, well, it's just water. But these goddamn whales? They think they don't need to pay for beetus juice, so they use the oh-so-fucking-genius strategy of asking for a water cup and filling it with pop. Despite the fact that I've caught them doing it at least 8 times, my TNS Indian boss still won't say a word to these lard ass fucks. God I hate fat trash. Sorry if that got overly long/ranty, I just see stories like this on here and love the incredible feedback, be it hilarious or helpful (often both).