On my way to work this morning I stopped in at my local
A&W for a breakfast burger only to find a crazy person between me and the
cash register — or at least he was behaving that way. The three uniformed
employees were huddled behind the counter hoping not to get hit, the arms and
spit were flying, and the words were coming high volume and a mile a minute. He
kept repeating that he had come from jail and was on his way back there, and he
made it all seem quite believable.
I suspect he was looking to intimidate the staff into giving
him a free meal, but his demeanor had the opposite effect: nobody dared serve
him for fear he would sit down and eat his breakfast right there, and they’d
never get rid of him.
I gave him five bucks and he went away. Having a
conversation with him was impossible. There was nowhere to fit the words in,
and he wasn’t hearing anyway.