seasonedwb
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I went to Wendy’s to get two Junior Bacon Cheeseburgers. A guy I’d never seen before was working the register. I was being polite—asking how his day was going and the usual small talk.
He started staring at me hard, asking a bunch of questions, and just wouldn’t let it go. When my buddy ordered, the guy barely acknowledged him and kept trying to talk to me, asking if we were “chilling here.”
Hell no. We weren’t chilling there. Mind you, I’d never met this dude in my life. He even gave us extra cups for the drinks. The whole interaction felt off—like I was being touched without actually being touched, then he’s talking about some bullshit saying have a great day while I’m being eye fucked holding on to my jbcs like I didn’t come be flirted with I just wanted my food man,
Moral of the story: is it over, and is it time to hop on test?
He started staring at me hard, asking a bunch of questions, and just wouldn’t let it go. When my buddy ordered, the guy barely acknowledged him and kept trying to talk to me, asking if we were “chilling here.”
Hell no. We weren’t chilling there. Mind you, I’d never met this dude in my life. He even gave us extra cups for the drinks. The whole interaction felt off—like I was being touched without actually being touched, then he’s talking about some bullshit saying have a great day while I’m being eye fucked holding on to my jbcs like I didn’t come be flirted with I just wanted my food man,
Moral of the story: is it over, and is it time to hop on test?
