Whatsamatter?
Ah, it's just been a shit-ass day, every inch of it hot and miserable. First off, Nadine at the Blue Chip got some sorta sick, so that mongoloid boy of hers was working the grill. That **** idiot don't know rat shit from Rice Krispies. I ate breakfast at nine, was puking up pigs in a blanket like a sick dog by 10:30.
Isn't there a law or something against **** serving food to the public?
Well, if there ain't there sure ought to be. Who knows what goes on inside mongoloid's mind?
You could sue the shit out of her, you know. That kid belongs under a circus tent, not flipping burgers. You could own that **** place.
What the hell would I do with that grease pit? Besides, Nadine's got enough of a cross to bear just taking care of that potato head.

