Lady: “Is ths going to take long?”
Me: “Ma’am, I need to u step back.”
Lady: “But is ths going to take long? I need to get to my car.”
Me: “Ma’am… I need to u step back.”
Lady: “Is ther someone else I can talk to?”
Me: “Ma’am… u have a 1 ton concrete pole directly over ur head. If it drops, u are going to die. I need u to please step back.”
Lady: “Ok… but can I get to my car?”
Me: (I yell to my job foreman) “…Hillbilly!”
Hillbilly: “GET THE F*** OUT!”
Lady: “I never met anyone so rude.”
