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BACK STORY:
My family owns and operates the garbage company in our town and on the weekends i run our "transfer station"(people drive up, and pay money to drop off trash instead of having it picked up at the roadside). My normal duties include taking money/telling customers where to go/ running a roll off truck, an old Kenworth with a 53 foot trailer, and back ho.
On the weekends there is only myself and a guy named Travis working, so in the parking lot(about 30 feet from where we take the customers money) there is my 1 day old blue FRS and Travis's '88 primer grey chevy truck.
About 2pm saturday i was running the back ho and Travis was tending to the customers. A guy in an old beater ford pickup rolls up, looks over at my car, then back at travis, back at my car, then back at travis again and says, "Is that your car?"
"No, its that guys over there in the back ho"
The guy looks up at me (i'm totally oblivious to whats going on), then back at my car and says "Fucking asshole" with a smirk and a chuckle.
All weekend i've been known as the asshole lol.
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