I want breakfast. So you said. Is that the manager? Can I speak to him please? Hi, I’d like some breakfast. I know you stopped serving breakfast Rick. Sheila told me you stopped serving breakfast. Why am I calling you by your first names? I don’t even know who the hell you are. I still call my boss Mister and I worked for him for seven and a half years but I walk in here all of a sudden total stranger and I’m calling you Rick and Sheila like we’re in some kind of AA meeting? I don’t want to be your buddy Rick, I just want a little breakfast.
Falling Down, William “D-Fens” Foster