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Apr 3
I am sitting in a restaurant, minding my business and drinking my tea.
A large man swiftly jumps into my booth
"bbq ribs with fries and ketchup" he says
"all you can eat"
I start to stumble on my words as he receives his plate.
"I don't know him, I didn't order."
I try to speak, but confusion clouds my judgement.
He starts to eat.
Confused, I stare.
The BBQ drips off his face
I sit there frozen
He takes a bite, finishing off
Another plate arrives.
"Konnichiwa" he says
"HUHH????????" I say very loudly in confusion, as this was a caucasian man.
Another plate arrives
"RABBITS." he says.
"Wha?" I say irritated
I start to lose my ****.
"Get out of my booth sir." I say.
"Naw." he says with a mouthful of barbeque.
He takes another bite.
So as I ****** his plates
"NOOOOOOOOOOO." he yells in slow motion.
Right then, the plates slip out of my hands fiercely hitting the waiter.
But not only did it hit the waiter, it hit the waiter beside him, and splattering on a group of waiters singing happy tenth birthday to a young boy.
Everyone starts to scream and panic.
"Time to go." I say quietly laughing.
He tries to chase me and falls over.
I make it right outside of the restaurant, as I hear the cops.
I bolt.
"Well that backfired." I say as I ran;
all you can eat.
Meg Thompson
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Meg Thompson  32/F/michigan
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