I didn't actually have knives, or weird lightning squiggly's over my head, my eyes aren't red, and my teeth aren't that sharp, but this helps convey the message better.
At that very moment, i made my new moral enemy. I vowed to never return to this taco bell, in spite of this man. (Within a week, my resolve faded, and i came back, but he wasn't working so that didn't really count.)
Anyways, today I caught this man in the drive through of the Taco bell (The one i vowed to never return to.) I paid in cash, so we didn’t have this problem, but our eternal feud will never cease. His nametag said TYLER in little silver stickers. So TYLER, if you’re reading this, and wish to someday become friends, offer me one of your precious little silver stickersheets in return for the horrid things you have done to me and my family. Maybe then our eternal ceaseless feud will cease. Until then. I wan’t a fucking number 8, with a baja blast. Asshole. (Also, the L was slightly crooked.)