Lemon Cheesecake wrote:I've never heard of anyone fighting over dressing ... it must be really yummy ... did you run out?
Last time he asked for some he tried to get a whole lot of it extra for free, and when my coworker and I said no he paid, then jammed it into an ice bucket for us to have to clean up later. He asked for it, and I asked, "Where am I gonna find this ranch?" and then he got all angry and explosive and aggro with the body language. He was even making angry eyes at me through the window when I was looking at stock, and when I went out for a smoke he thought I was going to confront him and then sped off. And I'm mostly Estrogen and sciatica by body weight, whereas he had a gun and a taser, so I'd say he's a coward.