You think that having meth-heads at your carwash would be a great idea. Wrong.
I got my car washed today. The guy doing rag duty left my car running while drying it. I calmly walked over and shut my vehicle off and sat back down to wait. A woman in front of me asked if my car took premium. Before I could answer, he turned around and started yelling if she had something to say, say it to his face.
The owner walked over and asked if there was a problem. Before the woman or I could say anything, meth mouth started yelling at him that "he fucking heard him, he NEEDS his share of the tips." All three of us stood there and stared at him. The owner gave him his share of the tips and told him not to come back.
Now, so this isn't a blog, in what capacity could tweakers be employed?