Name of the Honor Characters Coors Beer Shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this store is Cardenas, if you are a so cal resident, you know what I am talking about. The clientele is mainly Latino population. My wife, although she dosn’t look like one, is one of them with family from Mexico. So, we are at the line, second after the person whose items are being scanned and for some reason, the line is not moving. I put the bag of fresh totilla bread, right out of the machine, on the conveyor belt and waiting. This woman, with his boyfriend/husband/whatever comes behind us. She is barely 4′10, wearing 5 inch heels over 3 inch platform shoes, a skin tight leopard print leggings, a scoopneck shirt which hugs her fake boobs so tight, she screams “look at me”. In addition to this, she has no eyebrows for some reason, instead, she has something that looks like a kid draw with a chisel-tip marker, as eyebrow looks. It looks awful. My wife is standing behind me, facing the cashier and don’t see this but I do. I must have looked a second longer than I was supposed to I believe. C’mon you don’t see this every day. Curiosity got the best of me. But I did not say anything. My wife, unaware of who is standing behind her, whispers something about what we should use as a payment at the checkout, of course in very low voice to prevent others from knowing our finances. his B***H with the full meaning of the word got off on my wife about her looks and how in the world dare she can say anything about it. And she is going on and on. I shook my head turned around to pay the cashier and my wife of course turned around and saw I I saw few seconds ago. And said something which did not sound anything pleasant in Spanish with one word I could recognize “cabrona” to this woman (she has that chola look if you can catch my drift) and we paid for our tortillas and walked out. The guy next to her was so embarrassed, he tilted his head down, like saying “I have nothing to do with this”This happened to me and my wife a couple of months ago at a local grocery store chekcout line. Mind you this is a quasi local chain only found souther california and in the areas where a lot of latino residents live.
To my surprise, one of the Honor Characters Coors Beer Shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this waitresses stepped up and told the manager that they were lying. The manager looked confused and gave the waitress the “do not intervene” look. I easily understood that the manager was operating under the “customers are always right” bulls**t.I can’t watch it anymore. I have decided to show myself up. I excused myself and asked everyone if I can join in the conversation. I told the manager everything I have witnessed but the manager sounded indecisive about the situation. He turned to the cashier and blamed her for what was happening despite numerous accounts that it wasn’t her fault and the group of people was just ill-mannered.I saw how the cashier took a deep breath. “You know what, fvck you!” slamming the manager with these words, she took off her apron and never looked back.I then turned to the group of friends behind me, “look at how your misbehavior can cost someone else’s job. Enjoy your meal!”People, please be compassionate with people serving you. I was displeased with how the manager handled the situation but maybe that’s how they are trained, I don’t want to judge him. I am absolutely disappointed with the group of people my age. Their arrogant behavior cost someone’s job and I didn’t even hear any of them say sorry. I haven’t let the situation slipped without doing anything. I emailed the restaurant of what happened and how displeased I am with how the situation was handled. I told them how it affected me as a customer and I will not be planning to eat there in the near future. I did not drop names, I certainly don’t want another person losing their job. I got a response after a week with the promise that they will be reviewing their customer policies.After paying, as I left the store, I walked by a woman entering the store, and noticed a car blocking the entrance to the car-wash; so I stood in front of that car and waited. A couple minutes later the woman returns and sees me standing in front of her car. I have no doubt she could tell from my stance that I was not happy.And normally, in most all conflicts with a stranger, I’ll back down…but people who break into queues, are a serious pet-peeve of mine. So this was a situation I wouldn’t have backed away from. Instead, I asked her why she thought it was okay to block the entrance to the car wash?