God damn the sick son of a bitch who introduced african slaves to chicken.

For those of you who don't know, I work at a lovely establishment known as Buffalo Wild Wings (here on out referred to as Bdubs or BWW). I love my job there, it's fairly simple but pretty fast paced, exactly how I prefer to work. I work the to-go stand as a cashier, I host, and I work the front expo window. I recently asked my manager to schedule me to work expo as my main job, seeing as I have a natural knack for it, and I don't have to deal with the occasional Down's Riddled customer or professional knuckle dragging dude-bro.

Well, everything was going fine tonight (Tuesday night). I was blasting through orders and making sure they were all pretty and ready to go out of the window, when suddenly a shit storm developed on the horizon. I had my chance to see it coming, hearing here and there that there was a big basketball game on T.V. tonight. And I even realized that it was Wing Tuesday. However, I never put the two together until it was too late.

Wing Tuesday is a special deal that some BWW's do as a promotion where they sell each and every traditional (boned) wing for sixty five cents instead of the usual ninety or so cents. What this means is that people order insidious amounts of traditional wings, making my job difficult because I have to add many extra things to the trays which I wouldn't have had the fuckers just ordered boneless wings.

Once I realized just how unusually and demonically hectic my job had become, I took a look out into the restaurant and nearly shat myself. For there were not fifty, not one hundred, not even two hundred, but two hundred and fifty black people running around shouting and screaming to their ghetto ass friends. I sat there for a moment and absorbed the situation.

The place gets a small percentage of black people on any other night, EVER! Other than the obvious basketball game (which was on all forty seven T.V.'s in the restaurant simultaneously) what on earth could have attracted such a crowd of jiggaboos?

Then it hit me.

Wing Tuesday = cheap chicken

cheap = lower social class

chicken = nigger nip

Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a racist per se. I hate a group of people that spans over many different races. I hate uneducated, obnoxious, or otherwise ignorant people of any color or religious background.

I just think that it's a bit self defeating to perpetuate such a widely believed stereotype of your own people. Go get a burger or something, they're only a buck a for a double over at Burger King.

~Kestral S.