Yesterday I
went into Wendy's just for a quick bathroom break. As I walked near the order counter a customer
was complaining to the man talking his order.
"I do
not like what you said. It am very
offended. I am going to call and complain."
The Wendy's
man said, "I am very sorry sir... I did not mean to offend y..."
The customer
said, "But you did. I will
call."
Both men are
African-Americans.
I went into
the men's restroom.
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In the men's
restroom I stood facing he wall at a urinal when I heard the door open behind
me.
I heard
steps across the room, a stall door opened and closed and that was that. I was sharing the room with another man but I
did not know at the room that he wasn't all I was the room sharing it with.
Afterwards,
I zipped up and turned around. A little
girl about five years old was standing there watching me. I assume the man was in Wendy's with just his daughter when the sudden demanding urge
hit him. He did not want to leave his
daughter sitting alone so he carried her with him. I probably would have done the same thing.
I washed my
hands and as I was leaving I saw the little girl standing close to the urinal
mounted on the wall studying it. She
probably didn't know that kind of equipment existed.
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