White trash theatre

Why does Steak and Shake seem to attract so much white trash drama? Thirds shifts have been interesting to say the least. for instance...
Last night before I clocked in, a man wearing no shirt stormed out of the store, hairy gut exposed and meth toiled teeth glaring. I do believe that he may have been barefoot as well...mmm nothing like meth to get me hot!
anyway...
He jumped into this puddle jumper of a pick up truck, reved the engine, honked the horn desperately and then sped out of the parking lot.
" so uhm.... how many bugs did you say you saw crawling on you again mister drug addict man?"
well he left a trail of burnt tire, looped around the store and hastingly pulled into the parking lot of the gas station next to the store. Why he felt the need to go around the store to get to that destination when he could have gone say 8 feet is still beyond me. Maybe he thought he was being tricky!
"...let's hear her say that baby is mine now!..."
A woman stepped out of the store wearing daisy duke cut off shorts and a shirt that was just as short... exposing her hairy gut as well...
apparently physical traits do run in the family!
She scanned the parking lot and then came up to me and asked if I had seen a man leave in a green pick up truck. He was her husband. I told her that he had sped off around 15 minutes ago rather angerly and she flipped. the cell phone came out... and blew up.
After a few minutes, the man in the get away truck came through the front parking lot and upon noticing his wife standing next to the entrance...floored it as best as he possibly could.
...she ran after him...
Chocolate shake in one hand...cell phone in the other...screaming at what could be her long lost brother...
i dont know.
It was just like a bad Jerry Springer scene in the front parking lot. White trash theatre if you will

I do say that is one thing that I like about working there though.
Very very interesting people who say very not so ordinary things.
I especially like the people who think that if they scream "I want a blah blah blah, God Damn it!!!" really loud into the drive speaker box, that I will some how all of a sudden..begin to pay the slightest bit of attention to them...
I sometimes get the urge to be a smart ass though and ask them why they wish for me to have God put damnation on their steak burger.
...next person who says it is getting that reply...
- Because that's apparently one of the perks of working here! Need damnation?! we got it!!! -
"uhm... would you like some God damned fries with that as well Ma'm?"

I still think that the wierdest thing that I have heard by far though was a drunk man asking me if I would give a "reach around" to my boss.
I mean how do you respond to that...
"uhm... would you like fries with that?.."

I do also have to apologize for all those reading my blogs. I am fully aware that I am an inappropriate person. That fine line...just doesnt exist...
Margaret Cho-
"Dont go there?..I live there..."
so if obsceneties upset you- Run far, far away...

Gah I have been up for the past two days with about four hours of sleep. suck....