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I was working at a cafe, like i did everyday from 5 oclock in the morning to 4 in the afternoon. Usually i was up front as cashier cause i know how to handle people. But the girl that usually cleaned the floor and served got sick. i agreed to fill her spot since it was last minute. when a man came in wearing a high priced suit and carrying leather Italian briefcase came in and every eye in the room turned to look.

It wasn't an everyday customer and he was definetly looking out of place. He then proceeded to cutting in front of the line. The customers started to complain. "Hey sir, i'm sorry but youll have to wait in the back of the line like everyone else." the cashier was trying really hard to politely get the man to go back to the back of the line.

"I'm not here for a coffee i'm looking for..." The man kept insisting that he needed to speak to some one from here. " sir i will help you in any way you need after you get back in you place." But everytime he tried to explain who, he would just get cut off. The arguement got louder and louder.

After five minutes of hearing this arguement go in circles I looked up to see who was arguing with our cashier. A searing look came across my face. "Crystal I'm going on break early!" i stormed over to the man and people started backing away. The older gentleman noticed and turn to see me walking up to him.

He went up to greet me and I punched him in the face. "You tell that no good father of mine crowley, I told him before i will have no part in the place he works!" I then started to storm out when he called out. "Thats good cause He's dead!" I stopped turned to look at the man, "Good never liked the bastered anyway."