Same, or close as Reevesy.
Few years back,at local butcher, lined up one Saturday morning at counter with half dozen or so customers,came to me, nar ol mungbean, slides right on by, serves somebody else, "ah well" I thinks, no harm I got time,
Ol mate wonders back past, serves somebody else
so I give him a bit of a glare, but waits for next in line, nar ol mate pulls same stunt, so I challenge and ask that seeing he has ignored me three times, is it possible I can get served next.?
Ol mate then elects to give me a verbal tune up, while he has an audience and all, just chucks a bit of a wobbly, cos he thought he was "the man"
Now I could have let it slide with a bit of banter,but he, thinking he is on a winner here, goes in for the kill[}:)]
Don't know much about his slant, but must be my red hair, cos I just lite up like a bloody fire cracker,(ensuring there was a good little distance between him, his knives, and me
) went up one side of him and down the other
I eventually ran out of breath with verbal crap all over him, enough for a few to start to clap and cheer, and I walked away saying, "you want to do without my patronage, then so be it sunshine".
Best thing is, about 4-5 walked indicating the same thing, and he deserved the rocket. One customer gave me a pat on the back saying the guy was a dead set A--hole and deserved the tirade.
