“Sauce & Bones” and Swear Words

HELLO!  Happy Sunday Folks.  Yes, it is already time to get everything in order for Monday.  But at least I now have a routine and everyone goes off to bed with glee.

So take a trip with me to Saturday night, August 25th.  I had planned a little gathering for my husband at this local spot with music and dancing. Though we cater, I ordered a sandwich tray from a local grocer, a cake from a local baker, and a wing platter from a local BBQ and wing joint.  Every single pickup went GREAT except the wings. Now of course I could have ordered anywhere, but as a small business owner I wanted to support local small businesses.  I called to place the order and pay for the wings around 4:28 PM.  The cashier tells me that everything is in place and they will be ready at 8:00. So around 8:45 my friend walks in to pick the wings up. They begin to tell her “We don’t drop food until it has been paid for.” So I tell her they have already been paid for and screenshot her the transaction.  At this time the owner approaches and says he is resolving it.  Much to our surprise he comes out of the gate hostile.  Come Man! These are wings.  You are not selling jewelry in a private showcase.  Are you seriously becoming combative over wings.  I then arrive and attempt to show the owner the transaction receipt myself. He refuses to review it and tells me “I don’t care what your bank says we haven’t been paid.” I then ask him what are our options.  Keep in mind I’m actually still prepared to overlook his doltishness.  However, he THEN says “look I don’t know what the (derogatory) you don’t understand.” I say I will just leave back out of the transaction and we are done. He refused. SO I decided to just take it up with my financial institution and leave. He begins following me out of the door shouting at the top of his lungs. Even AFTER I crossed his lease line/threshold he continued behind me.  Then yelling “Don’t you ever come back you Fat A** B*tch.”  Several other derogatory and demeaning comments were made while following me and making indirect threats. At this point I felt threatened and called the police.  After all I am a woman being chased down and yelled at by a man/business owner. I have no clue if this person has a weapon or what.  He then gets right in my face and yells “WHAT THE F*** are you gonna do?”  He repeated this several times.  Sadly, this is a married male who also is allegedly a medical doctor.  I pray that he does not treat his spouse or patients this way (or employees).  Seems a bit dangerous. . .

Needless to say he can keep his “Sauce & Bones and Swear Words.” I don’t typically order a side of disrespect with my meals.

I can’t close this blog without 1)paying tribute to the late great Aretha Franklin 2) demanding my R-E-S-P-E-C-T!

#butmom #wherethehellistherespect