i recently got kicked out of a carryout/'soulfood' spot for having too much fun with their service bell.

this kinda bell: https://lh5.ggpht.com/_qoRftSLt5rgEukq575Qw3CUVrAEc63V7u9vJQkeFdSrW4U4V2cD4PkKcR_pC0qjP0Y=w300

after a while of me funning and ignoring the sign that said 'you break the bell you buy the bell'

i couldn't imagine how one could possibly break this bell.

...

the woman just kept exclaiming, 'are you a child?!'

...could you imagine?

me either.

i ripped some menus off the wall and snatched a racist painting off the wall.

it was my birthday. and they refused me service for ringing the bell too many times.

the BELL?

you make the call.

who was right?

Poll question: when's the last time you were kicked out of a store?

Poll result (22 votes) excuse me? i've never been kicked out of a store.who do you think i am? (19 votes) Vote once. they were tripping, i tripped back. (1 votes) Vote couple of times. i was a wild youth. (2 votes) Vote

at the end of the day something is wrong with you.

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d6/Matejko_Sta%C5%84czyk.jpg

that's exactly how it felt.

Touched a whole lot of stuff with surprisingly no issue until one of my boys put a $200 umbrella against the wall instead of where he found it.

you on that MJ bruh..

That DOES strike me as some Kentland ish, moe. NFL! LMAO

in the Carryout. I'm sure they deserved it. LOL

like a kid.

cmon bruh, you better than this

itsagoddamnbell.

i did it with a smile on my face the whole time.

not acting agressive.

the story gets longer, but i don't even know if it's worth typing out.

as is what you describe sounds like high-class asshole behavior. your being kicked out of the joint sounds deserved.

this place is a typical liquor store/carryout, run by asians.

the asians are not friendly or gracious. (they have history with a buddy of mine, who was with me)

every instance that I'd gone in and ordered food there was a black woman who took the order and served the food.

this wasn't the first time i'd been enamored with the bell.

that very bell.

in fact, each time i'd gone in, i'd had my way with the bell.

the black woman would roll her eyes, i'd smile and smooth it all over, by the end of it, i'd get a free water.

this day, this birthday of mine, the black woman was nowhere to be found.

coincidentally it seemed that now there was a young asian woman that took her place for the day.

still not able to ignore the joy that ringing this bell gives me, i do my thing.

i ring it between orders, i ring it when i mispoke, i rang it at the end of every punchline.

but because this young asian woman is at the counter today 'this disrespect will not be tollerated'

but where was all this respect when my friendly black woman was taking my order?

...

there's a guy who works there, and i thought we had a rapport. but i was wrong.

they sent his punk ass out to give me the voided receipt.

at that point I'm trying to reason with the guy and explain that it's my birthday and I'm ready to eat.

let's celebrate!

he wasn't feeling it. he walks away, and I'm alone at the counter.

my buddy is trying to convince me to drop it and lets move on, but FUCK THIS.

i live here, and it's my birthday.

these people can't come in our neighborhoods and treat us like shit.

fo all intents and purposes I'm a loyal customer.

bla bla bla..

while I'm ripping photocopied menus and throwing open bags of chips on the floor the older asian lady comes out and just starts yelling.

she calls the police and starts taking pictures of me.

i started posing, of course, and my buddy is just mortified at the whole situation.

he begging me to leave and I'm like nah.

then he's like okay, well then if we gonna do all this, get that bitchass painting on the wall and let's go.

so i go back in, still posing for the lady, and grab the painting, throw it in the back of the car and roll out.

oh. you know i got a picture of the 'damage'. i took these after he walked away, and while she was calling police:

http://seemenomore.net/images/vandalism1.png
http://seemenomore.net/images/vandalism2.png

for added effect, this the type of shit that the asians like to say on their signs when promoting to black people:

http://seemenomore.net/images/realsisters.png

you don't have facts that make you look better in this.

like, it's fun/funny... and then it's not.

when most people would chill after a few laughs, you double down.

Common criminal



>this place is a typical liquor store/carryout, run by
>asians.
>
>the asians are not friendly or gracious. (they have history
>with a buddy of mine, who was with me)
>
>every instance that I'd gone in and ordered food there was a
>black woman who took the order and served the food.
>
>this wasn't the first time i'd been enamored with the bell.
>
>that very bell.
>
>in fact, each time i'd gone in, i'd had my way with the bell.
>
>the black woman would roll her eyes, i'd smile and smooth it
>all over, by the end of it, i'd get a free water.
>
>this day, this birthday of mine, the black woman was nowhere
>to be found.
>
>coincidentally it seemed that now there was a young asian
>woman that took her place for the day.
>
>still not able to ignore the joy that ringing this bell gives
>me, i do my thing.
>
>i ring it between orders, i ring it when i mispoke, i rang it
>at the end of every punchline.
>
>but because this young asian woman is at the counter today
>'this disrespect will not be tollerated'
>
>but where was all this respect when my friendly black woman
>was taking my order?
>
>...
>
>there's a guy who works there, and i thought we had a rapport.
>but i was wrong.
>
>they sent his punk ass out to give me the voided receipt.
>
>at that point I'm trying to reason with the guy and explain
>that it's my birthday and I'm ready to eat.
>
>let's celebrate!
>
>he wasn't feeling it. he walks away, and I'm alone at the
>counter.
>
>my buddy is trying to convince me to drop it and lets move on,
>but FUCK THIS.
>
>i live here, and it's my birthday.
>
>these people can't come in our neighborhoods and treat us like
>shit.
>
>fo all intents and purposes I'm a loyal customer.
>
>bla bla bla..
>
>while I'm ripping photocopied menus and throwing open bags of
>chips on the floor the older asian lady comes out and just
>starts yelling.
>
>she calls the police and starts taking pictures of me.
>
>i started posing, of course, and my buddy is just mortified at
>the whole situation.
>
>he begging me to leave and I'm like nah.
>
>then he's like okay, well then if we gonna do all this, get
>that bitchass painting on the wall and let's go.
>
>so i go back in, still posing for the lady, and grab the
>painting, throw it in the back of the car and roll out.
>
>oh. you know i got a picture of the 'damage'. i took these
>after he walked away, and while she was calling police:
>
>http://seemenomore.net/images/vandalism1.png
>http://seemenomore.net/images/vandalism2.png
>
>for added effect, this the type of shit that the asians like
>to say on their signs when promoting to black people:
>
>http://seemenomore.net/images/realsisters.png

...


and are you really calling that vandalism?

>...
>
>
>and are you really calling that vandalism?

And theft

Cuss u ain't get free water this time from the sista who usually gives it to you so you stop pestering her

Gotcha

NO CRABS?

i think it'd be more beneficial if you told the story.

cuz no matter how good your intentions were, it sounds like you were
bein obnoxious.

for myself and my friends.

we got too drunk, and too loud. they asked us to leave. we did that without any resistance but one of my boy's yelled "FINE BUT WE WERE LEAVING ANYWAY TO GO SMOKE SOME WEED"


we certainly didnt break anything or steal artwork tho (wtf)


happy belated lol

that's a different story.

2005 with OKPs in DC at The House

2007 at the Rolexx in Miami (or maybe that's Lauderdale) because my boy was in VIP taking pictures of strippers with a disposable flash camera

and two weeks ago we walked out of a restaurant in Shreveport because one family member wasn't happy with the service

but I dont think I've been kicked out of any stores on my own

or was someone being extra?

I would hate to walk out of a restaurant if I didn't feel it was bad service and the food was looking good as shit.

I would be like. "ok, we will see you back at the house."

that's all I'll say about it

..or was it seattle?

downtown LA.

Middle-eastern cat snatched me up and grabbed my arm in some wild krav-maga-like hold, and walked me out to the street.

'You want to go to jayel, buddy? Huh?'

'Naw, man.'

'Then you NEVER come here to my store again. Okay?!'

and I had a JOB and MONEY at the time. Jus' young, doin dumb shit.

...

by shocked, i mean embarrassed.

You too old to be getting kicked out of places that aren't strip clubs depending upon the specific course of action.

>...
>
>by shocked, i mean embarrassed.

no you aren't..you love attention even if its negative

We were all axed to leave.

fornication is frowned upon I have discovered.

>fornication is frowned upon I have discovered.

It depends on where you go...

And with that said, I have to take care of personal matters.

My 20's was on some whole. otha. shit.

I could shut this post down if I really
wanted to.

>i recently got kicked out of a carryout/'soulfood' spot for
>having too much fun with their service bell.
>
>this kinda bell:
>https://lh5.ggpht.com/_qoRftSLt5rgEukq575Qw3CUVrAEc63V7u9vJQkeFdSrW4U4V2cD4PkKcR_pC0qjP0Y=w300
>
>after a while of me funning and ignoring the sign that said
>'you break the bell you buy the bell'
>
>i couldn't imagine how one could possibly break this bell.
>
>...
>
>the woman just kept exclaiming, 'are you a child?!'
>
>...could you imagine?
>
>me either.
>
>i ripped some menus off the wall and snatched a racist
>painting off the wall.
>
>it was my birthday. and they refused me service for ringing
>the bell too many times.
>
>the BELL?
>
>you make the call.
>
>who was right?

I see what you are now. Its a wonder that you found someone to accompany you to eat

do you understand how sick that is?

Well, my friend did. He asked "So are these pipes made for smoking hash?" and the dude was like "Please, leave" so I just put 2 + 2 together and assumed explicit mention of weed or hash is a no-no

/shrug

..unsuccessful shoplifting LOL (Thank God my klepto days are OVER)

Video project for school...12th grade, I believe. We filmed some more after they told us not to, and eventually we were basically chased out of the parking lot by a police car.
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http://i.imgur.com/Gj5Wy56.jpg

me and my table were pretty much asked to leave a resutaurant during my homie's wedding rehearsal dinner at a resort in Mexico. i dont know why the bride and groom put all the heathens and ratchets at one table, but we decided that the other diners wanted to hear us sing hit songs from the 90s and 00s (we had been drinking all damn day by the pool). by the time we got to Renee by the Lost Boyz, the staff was hustling the check over and packing up our plates. If i remember correctly, we exited to End of the Road.