"Yes, how may I help you today?" The young cashier asked as a tall man with huge muscles approached the counter.
"I would like an order of golden fried chicken."
"I'm sorry sir but we don't have fried chicken here."
"No fried chicken! What kind of restaurant doesn't have fried chicken? I'll take baked."
"I'm sorry but..."
"Just forget it!" the man thundered as he started toward the door. "I'll just go somewhere else!"
Once the man left, the cashier's boss questioned, "why didn't you tell him this was a paint store?"
"I was too scared!" was the cashier’s response.