Restaurant in Malibu, i'm parking cars a couple hours, it's still daytime. evening is approaching an the supervisor tells me to direct traffic. This Benz pulls up middle aged man and old woman, the guy tells me we need a handicapped spot, I say absolutely sir, just pull a few feet up to that gentleman right there and he'll take care of you. The guy gets out of the car furious and tells me, "Get your manager right now, your're fired". I'm hella confused. He starts to grab my arm like do it now. I pull my arm up to knock his off of mine. I walk over to the manager, knowing i did nothing wrong, I motion over almost laughing like "that dude over there is saying i'm fired". He looks over at the guy, and says "...Oh. Yeah if he doesn't want you here, there's nothing i can do". I try to tell my side and he's just like sorry, you gotta go.

it was a parking company so they just placed me somewhere else, but I still don't know what i did. if dude heard me wrong, or if he was used to some other routine when he shows up, or he just liked firing people for fun. i assume he was the owner or ran the place. even though it was a job i didn't are about, i'm still like fuck that guy for eternity

the place is still there and a few times in my life people have suggested eathing there and im like fuck no