I fell asleep during a free period I had my senior year in high school and one of my friends painted my nails. They were all black with glittery blue polish swirled over top. They actually looked pretty cool; except that I was wearing it. So, no time to go to Walgreen's for some nail polish remover before work and I end up going in to work like that. I'm working at Taco Bell at the time. So I'm "tending" to the front cash register and this guy comes in and orders some food (as opposed to ordering some car parts or severed fingers). As I'm handing him his change he asks "Did your girlfriend do that?" I smile and laugh a little and start to say "Actually,-" and he just walks away saying "****ing queer, you should be shot." Now, this guy's wearing a flannel shirt, a camo vest, a camo hat, nasty jeans, muddy work boots and looks like the type of guy who might actually keep a gun in his truck (no way he drives a car) for special occasions such as hitting a large animal or meeting a "queer" at your local fast food restaurant. So I wisely said nothing and hid in the back until he left and told my manager that I needed to leave to get nail polish remover. He blinked at me and said "What?!" I flashed my nails up to him and he kindly gave me a short break.

Speaking of severed fingers; another good Taco Bell story awaits. Cindy, I've totally hijacked your Xanga... Sorry. So, the "back line" at the Taco Bell I worked at had the steamer (for keeping the tortillas warm and soft) directly above the meat and such. This way when you needed a tortilla you pushed back the sliding latch, opened the door to the steamer, grabbed a tortilla, closed the door, slid the latch back, put meat or whatever onto the tortilla, pushed it over to the "stuffer" (who stuffed the thing with lettuce and such) and told them what it was and if there were any special instructions. Well, the latch is what concerns us today. The latch is that kind you might find on a public restroom stall. I don't know what it's called off the top of my head, sorry. It was secured on with two bolts. Well, over the course of... time... one of the nuts had become loose through the constant opening and closing of the steam cabinet door. Well, you can see where this is going... The bolt fell out at some point right into the meat. Nobody notices and it ends up in somebody's taco. They take a bite and "Ow!" Luckily no harm was done to his teeth and as far as I know they never filed any charges. They got the royal treatment though and the district manager and the owner drove down to see them.

Hijacking complete.

one of the nuts had become loose   Are you one of the nuts that got loose?

one of my friends painted my nails.  Ahhh......that explains why you're EOD now. Proves your toughness.

And supposedly the reason Brandon wanted the nail polish was to set some screws on a rifle. That's what he said, anyway

What's a rifle? Is that some machine that randomly sorts through your stuff?

It's one of those types of weapons that does NOT blow up.......or at least it's not suppose to