NoCo Angst TDI

Everything is Going to Shit!

(tw: Alcohol mentions throughout the chapter. Skip if needed to please! <3)

"Uhhhhhhh could I have a fuckingbvggeagnvklpg burger?"

"Uhm. I'm sorry, did you say just a plain hamburger, sir?"

"BiTCHGH I SS AIDH BSNHNFHD FHJ SA F B U R  G E R"

"Sir please don't yell into the mic, I can't understand you--"

"SGJHKBJNLVGDSF  SBB B ITCH  SDBKJN HOE USGDKHJBSA B urGGER"

"This is a Burger King drive thru. You can't just say burger...? Which burger do you want?!?"

"GJVDHKBSJGVAIFJCGJHBAFUCKDGSHJKSHITDHBSJNKMALKDSK"

"..." Cody wasn't sure how to respond to this one. So he just didn't. This is why he absolutely despised working real late night hours, it's when the weirdos always come.

"HELLOOOO?" The man screeched.

"Could you please repeat your order, but slower and calmer this time." Cody said exhaustedly.

"FUCK this! I'm comiNG UP THERE!" The driver said before taking off to the pick up area, ironically it the clearest thing he had spoken yet. Oh shit, Cody thought to himself, Shit shit shit please don't be a murderer or something. Please god--

"HEY YOU!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, KID?" The man was sitting directly outside the window, staring Cody down.

"I tried to tell you to state your order more clearly for me--"

"FOR REAL HOW CAN YOU NOT HEAR ME HELLO CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW CMONYOU'VEGOTTOB" The very unsatisfied consumer continued to yell at Cody. He stared blankly at the guy as he continued to roar pure anger at him. He frowned from being both terrified and upset. Even his eyes began to water from it all. But he quickly hid his hurtness by turning to anger and snapped.

"OOOOKAY SHUT UP!!! God DAMN I've been through ENOUGH!!! I can't TAKE IT. Everyone thinks they can just yell at me, scream in MY FACE LIKE THAT. Every single fucking person on this planet. You all just push me down like I'm some sort of useless piece of shit which maYBE I AM JUST MAYBE AHAHAAhH BUT FUCK OFF. I am NOT in the mood for sOME FATASS TO PULL UP IN MY DRIVE THRU AND CUSS ME OUT LIKE THAT. You know what? Shut the HELL UP. SHUT UP. S H U T T H E H E L L U P ." He screeched while having many, many different voice cracks in between.

"...Jesus Christ. I'm out of here, I'm calling your fucking manager though, bitch!" The man said before driving off with his middle finger up, definitely going faster than what the speed limit is. Cody exhaled heavily and tried to calm himself down just a bit. Yeah, this definitely isn't gonna fly with his manager. He messed up pretty bad back there, but the dude was the one who was the asshole and started it. Cody rested one of his arms on the counter with a sigh before picking up his half unwrapped burger, and shoving it into his mouth. After swallowing, he turned to look at the surveillance camera that picked up everything that had just happened. Great.

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The next day Cody sat in the manager's room, watching the tape of him ranting at the customer. His manager didn't seem pleased as she crossed her arms and stared angrily at him.

"Do you have an explanation?"

"Yeah okay that was uh pretty bad but... Did you see how he was talking to me first?"

"It doesn't matter who started it. What matters is how you handled it, which was beyond poorly in this case."

"Ghng... I know, I'm sorry..."

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Noah sat at his desk quietly typing a file that needed to be updated. He had been putting it off for quite a while now, and the deadline was soon approaching. God damn procrastination. While doing so, he was on a call with someone being particularly annoying. Most who got on the line wanted to be transferred to somebody else within the office but she would't stop asking Noah such general stupid questions on the financial institution. Finally after a painfully excessive conversation, she asked to talk to someone specific. Thank god, he transferred her as quickly as possible and hung up the phone.