I usually dont post random rants on FB, except for sharing funny stuff so it makes ppl day go by with a laugh, or to see others funny adds from friends, BUT I have to, after an experience/problem I had with an Indian guy yesterday. My father and I went to Desi Market on Central Ave, Elmont, just to check it out bc I was amazed by how things have changed since I left. We stopped in to check it out see what they had and when I in, it was really clean and nice. If you go in a bit further, it seems they opened a bakery connected to the store and they were selling/making(?) Italian cookies and cakes. I was like....hmmmm, interesting. My father said that this place is new as hes never seen this before and I looked at the items on display and thght, they look pretty decent and i thght of grabbing a few items for my lil girl this wknd and also thought to support local stores and plus its indian, so why not. I like mom n pop shops rather than big franchise places and I miss that about NY cuz they dont have places like that in Houston. My father and I stood there for a few mins waiting for this Indian guy that was behind the counter to come over to help me and in walks an older white gentleman (maybe on lunch break) and he was looking at the same items to purchase. All of a sudden, this Indian guy jumps from behind the counter and offers the older gentleman with some extra customer service! My father and I stood there watching this Indian guy and wondered WOW, he saw us standing there waiting on him, and the kind older gentleman said to this guy, no, I believe they were here first. Then this Indian guy just looked at my Pops and I and didnt say anything nor offer us the same service. I just said its ok, please go ahead & the gentleman said, are you sure & I replied, its ok. The gentleman was good to notice this and continued to say, no, you were first. I said its cool, please go ahead. This gentleman made his purchase and left. This same DipShit that was behind the counter, and after finishing with this older gentleman, never came back to help me or my Pops. I was pissed at this point and I wondered to myself, is this how things are here now and I didnt know what to call it lol, but I had a few choice words that I couldve said to the Fn DipShit behind the counter. My father said do you not want to get any thing from hereand I said, no, lets get outta here before I do say something. Pops didnt say a word, & so we left. He asked why I didnt get anything from there and I told him why. He said he knew already why and was proud that I didnt say anything to him, bc he knows me!! LMAOOOOO. I said lets go to ButteryCooky on Jericho for some REAL cakes and canolis. He looked like he didnt want my money PLUS this shit looked DRY anyway lol. THANK YOU mr. Indian guy for proving that DOUCHES comes in ALL colors and to GOD from saving you from me from slapping the CURRY GOAT out your ass!! Thanks everyone for letting me vent #imdone #yesIMindiansowhat #ButteryCookyistheshit #itschristmas **special shout out to the Kind older gentleman for being classy and an old high school friend, Mike Smith, as I enjoy reading his rants #thanxbud
Posted on: Sat, 20 Dec 2014 13:18:19 +0000
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