This actually happened to me in 2012... it popped up in my memories on fb. Accompanying picture if i figure out how to imgur

"So, I'm sitting in the food court at a train station in Chicago, and some guy sits next to me, eats about half his food, and literally starts making a mess. Purposely emptying condiment packages over his mess, dumps his Chinese food upside down, piles everything up, and gets up. I've watched him throughout this entire process, and when he gets up, just gives me this glare. An 'I dare you to say something' type of glare.

So I do. I ask him, if he's gonna clean that up. He tells me no, because of the ridiculous prices on illinois sales taxes, which he informs me are at 11%.

Yes, I am aware, having lived in Chicago my whole life. I say that this station, and its employees, have nothing to do with the high taxes of the state, and his mess is just a mess.

He goes on a rant. He tells me to mind my own business, and that he served 28 years for this country, I should show him more respect. I disagree, because being blatantly disrespectful doesn't deserve respect.

Basically from here it goes downhill (not that this was the pinnacle of human experience by now but you get me), and he tells me I'm disrespecting someone who served for this country, what have I ever done?

I tell him, well f*ck, you're still an ahole.

And because of our raised voices, a policeman comes to investigate. and makes him clean all that up.

The policeman tells me "you gotta be careful around these crazy guys" and i kind of storm off towards my train. And write this post because i was still so angry.

So just so you know, next time one of your employees finds a ridiculous, obviously intentional mess on one of your tables, it might be a silent protest for sales tax."