I was going in. A teenage kid was yapping on her phone. A middleaged white douchbag in a hawaiian shirt with a moustache looking like a dirty lip, was heading out. He yells "Get some phone manners you bimbo!". Typical chode talking shit while he's running out the door.
So I slip back outside, and just as he's turning around I slam the door right in his face. He staggeres back and I say, "Oh didn't you want to say something to her?"
I gotta remember to do that shit after I get my food. I'm hungry.

> I was going in. A teenage kid was yapping on her phone. A middleaged white
> douchbag in a hawaiian shirt with a moustache looking like a dirty lip, was
> heading out. He yells "Get some phone manners you bimbo!". Typical chode
> talking shit while he's running out the door.
> So I slip back outside, and just as he's turning around I slam the door right in
> his face. He staggeres back and I say, "Oh didn't you want to say something to
> her?"
> I gotta remember to do that shit after I get my food. I'm hungry.
>
>


All work and no play makes me..., well, you know the rest.

turn on my jammer and block the calls now. Life is a lot quieter.


> I was going in. A teenage kid was yapping on her phone. A middleaged white
> douchbag in a hawaiian shirt with a moustache looking like a dirty lip, was
> heading out. He yells "Get some phone manners you bimbo!". Typical chode
> talking shit while he's running out the door.
> So I slip back outside, and just as he's turning around I slam the door right in
> his face. He staggeres back and I say, "Oh didn't you want to say something to
> her?"
> I gotta remember to do that shit after I get my food. I'm hungry.
>
>

Slamming the douchbag was almost worth going hungry. I didn't do it for her.

> > I was going in. A teenage kid was yapping on her phone. A middleaged white
> > douchbag in a hawaiian shirt with a moustache looking like a dirty lip, was
> > heading out. He yells "Get some phone manners you bimbo!". Typical chode
> > talking shit while he's running out the door.
> > So I slip back outside, and just as he's turning around I slam the door right
> in
> > his face. He staggeres back and I say, "Oh didn't you want to say something
> to
> > her?"
> > I gotta remember to do that shit after I get my food. I'm hungry.
> >
> >
>
>
> All work and no play makes me..., well, you know the rest.
>

> I was going in. A teenage kid was yapping on her phone. A middleaged white
> douchbag in a hawaiian shirt with a moustache looking like a dirty lip, was
> heading out. He yells "Get some phone manners you bimbo!". Typical chode
> talking shit while he's running out the door.
> So I slip back outside, and just as he's turning around I slam the door right in
> his face. He staggeres back and I say, "Oh didn't you want to say something to
> her?"
> I gotta remember to do that shit after I get my food. I'm hungry.
>
>
Good move, and the Subway is just run by assholes for being banned temp/perm from the store. He was funky, rude, and a dick to a paying customer. Legally they can't do anything as loser could find something to attack them with. Given I were the manager, once the wanker was out of sight, that sammich would have been on the house combo style.

What if someone has an emergency?

I got kicked out before I could follow up.

Violence never hurt anyone. Nadz with the phone blocker.

When someone is annoyingly talking on their cell phone, a quick press of a button and the call gets dropped. End of story. No more Ms. Annoyance. They can call her back.

If she's obviously talking to someone like her kid or Mom or something and it's important, I do nothing.


> Violence never hurt anyone. Nadz with the phone blocker.
>

Sounds like fun.
But, you shouldŽd also grabbed the phone from the kid, clap it shut (if it was a clam style, or just hangup, if not) and tell her, "and you, learn to behave", or something.

haha.


> I was going in. A teenage kid was yapping on her phone. A middleaged white
> douchbag in a hawaiian shirt with a moustache looking like a dirty lip, was
> heading out. He yells "Get some phone manners you bimbo!". Typical chode
> talking shit while he's running out the door.
> So I slip back outside, and just as he's turning around I slam the door right in
> his face. He staggeres back and I say, "Oh didn't you want to say something to
> her?"
> I gotta remember to do that shit after I get my food. I'm hungry.
>
>

one can never destroy the power of evil