deetz.lydia :
Years ago, when I worked at a movie theater, this maybe 16 year old guy, wearing a plain white tee, saw the no outside food sign, and just outside the door, put a heaping chili dog, in nothing but one of those small aper boats, under his shirt, and kept his hand under his shirt holding it. The chili dog, again, was just in a paper boat, not even a to go bag. Grease is actively forming a stain on his shirt *as he approaches me* as the ticket tearer. Again, his hand is still in his shirt holding the chili dog, and plops of chili are falling out from inside his shirt now. My manager was right behind me. We are both basically stunned and kind of giggling. I just kind of say through laughs, “I’m sorry, you’re going to have to finish your chili dog outside before your movie.” Him: “What chili dog?” Me: (barely keeping it together from laughing) “… dude… “ as I kind of gesture at the grease stain and chili plops on the floor . Him: (so defeated) “Aww ok…” He inhales the chili dog outside in about 3-4 bites. Before we can even clean up the chili on the floor, he is back with his nasty stained shirt, and covered in chili remnant residue, hand to elbow, but no longer dripping. At this point we have to let him in. No idea if he even went and washed his arm, and the shirt was a lost cause…
2026-08-28 19:49:41