Yet another way I know I am an Ass

At this point its pretty evident I am an Ass, but today I really keyed in on one of the factors that really prove it. I just have a natural tendency not to let things go in the name of being civil. Its not a matter of principles, morality or right and wrong...no matter what, I just don't let shit go.

Case in point...

I wanted a cheap burger today, and in my opinion you can't go wrong with Wendy's Baconator single combo. I know I have been trying to eat better but sometimes I just need junk food, besides it was just a single not a double or triple. Its still fatty overkill but its so damn good, moving on to the story here though. I love soda, but because of the poopy condition of my kidneys now I have limited myself to one soft drink a day, so when I have that one I like to go as big as I can in a fountain drink. So, when I pulled to the window I ordered my combo and said "make it large but just the soda. Small fries are fine."

The girl gave me my total, I pull around and pay then go to the next window, no problem. When I get there the dude working the window hands me my drink and then says, "Its going to be just a minute on that baconator, we're cooking it. I am going to go ahead and give you a large fry too, since you paid for it."

To which I responded, "No, that's fine I won't eat them. I really don't like the fries as much as I wanted a large drink."

No reply, he just closed the window. Less than two minutes later he hands me out the bag and gives me a quick thanks and closes the window.

Ass mode kicked in and since no one was line line behind me I decided to open the bag and see what I had. Sure enough next to my fresh and hot burger was a massive order of fries.

Now I know I shouldn't bitch about getting more than you ask for, but I was so specific here...twice.

Keenly aware the dude was still standing there I calmly took my burger and napkins out of the bag and sat them on the passenger's seat. Then I took the container of fries and dumped about half of them back into the bag and replaced my burger and napkins. Then I took the half-full container of fries in one hand and knocked on the window until the guy came back. When he opened the window I tried to hand him the fries and said "Will you throw those away for me? I told you I didn't want them."

He just stared at me, not taking the fries, like I was a mad man. Then I could practically hear his thoughts and I knew he was preparing to let the window close and just walk away.

So I just flipped the container onto the floor through the window and gave him my best "What bitch? I tried to fucking tell you...TWICE. I was even polite about it, now you got a mess to clean up and a story about an Ass to bitch about with your co-workers. WHO'S ON FRIES, ASSHAT?" look.

Then I drove away without saying any of that.

Yeah it was a dick move, but that's me. An Ass, love me or hate me. its what I do.