So I was working at Taco Bell for 3 years 2, in high school, won the first year of Valencia. And on the last year, I started working the late shifts where Taco Bell used to be open till 4 in the morning. You'd get all the drunks from the bars last minute. You know, people trying to get some food and we had the sweet sweet. Puerto Rican. Uh, jaw Jolly manager, who bent over backwards even when customers were unruly and nothing was wrong and she replaced everything all the time. So 1 time, the menu sign was off. And this drunk guy pulls up saying no, you're going to make my food, you're going to make my food and she's like yes sir. Yes sir. I'll make your food and then he still came to the drive-through window yelling at her braiding, her calling her, a fat lesbian and everything else. So I literally heard this and she's already making the food when she doesn't have to. So I literally hawked a luggie and spit it in his taco or his Nachos Bell Grande. And then I covered it with nacho cheese, the liquid cheese and tomatoes on top and I was like she gave him his food for free and he bitched her out and we were already closed.