Fuck You Mr. Arthur's in Hoboken Shitty Waiter

[Silera]

Who the fuck are you to decide that I don't need the potatoes? What kind of lazy piece of shit are you? When I ask to bag up my food, I don't mean bag up whatever the fuck you feel like bagging.

I WANT THE GODDAMN POTATOES. NOW I'M STUCK WITH TWO SLABS OF FUCKING STEAK AND NO GODDAMN POTATOES TO EAT THEM WITH.

I fucking hate you. You imbecile. I love the potatoes. I love how they just mush up in my mouth without even having to chew them. The whole goddamn ride home I was looking forward to eating the potatoes and now I can't.

I can't not because I didn't have the forthought to take a doggy bag. I can't eat potatoes because some half wit decided that bagging my food meant bagging half of it.

I hope to one day see you again and shove the potatoes off my plate right up your ass.