Grossest Thing Ever
My boss at Sizzler would always say these things like, “Hey, L—, what are you doing after work? You wanna see a movie or something. I know this place that has the best sundaes. Do you like sundaes? Chocolate covered rice krisipies? I like those.” Or some creepy stuff. I don’t even know. It just would just freak me out. And I would look him up on Google — Cause I’m totally a Google stalker. Anyway, there’s nothing there. Couldn’t find anything at all. Then one day when he has use cleaning up the grill after hours I see a police ticket hanging out of his jacket pocket. So I look to see what he got a ticket… Well, the ticket was nothing, but his name on the ticket was completely different than the one he had told us. So I go home and search for his real name–Convict! For realz! His back story is tore up from the floor up! I so wanna quit my job now…
