Taco Bell, Part II

Spanish Partner was kind of embarrassing yesterday. We had the chance to read aloud (which he relishes with a passion) and his manner of speaking was so embellished and over-the-top that I was blushing. He rolled r's that didn't even need rolling. Every time he overaccents I want to shoot myself in the foot since that would be less painful.

Eww, asshat alert. This was another Taco Bell customer on Saturday night, who was about 40ish with a daughter about 5 or 6. For starters, he started shouting at the staff that they were cheating him out of more than half of his order, when it was apparent that they were only half done and were not craftily trying to steal food that they get for free anyway. He ordered practically the entire menu, so it's not surprising that it would be given in halves. Secondly, he grabbed handfuls of those mini hot sauces with the sayings on them. Handfuls! Then, he barked to the staff about how Baja Blast was out. God, who actually wants Baja Blast anyway? He made all the college kids appear proper and decorous.