Wendy's Disturbance

The other day, molly and I decided to go meet Dane for lunch.  With me not feeling great with this pregnancy I thought it was a safe choice, because if nothing looks good,  they never disappoint with the frosty.  Safe choice, um.... I don't think so.  We're sitting there minding out own peas and ques, when we notice an altercation going on between a worker and a customer. They start yelling at each other, but the customer starts swearing at the worker and becomes super belligerent and so another employee (he must have been the manager)  tells the customer to get out of the store.  He starts to slowly leave but is still yelling and cussing at everybody, and this lady (another customer) is standing there with her 2 young kids, and tells this guy to shut up and get out of the store.  By this time he is almost out the door, but he comes back when this lady tells him to shut up.  He says to her "did you just tell me to shut up?" and she says "ya, there's young kids here and your being really rude,"  so Mr. Psycho (that's what I like to call him now) turns to everyone in the dining room and says in his ghetto accent "You all don't even know if I gotta gun" umm... I'm sorry did I hear you right?  Oh ya I did, so lets get the stink out of here.  So our nice family luncheon turned into a scare fest.  Needless to say I haven't been back to that Wendy's nor do I think I'll ever return.  I'll just stick to the suburbs while we're here, thanks though Buffalo for the excitement.