Posted by Johnny on 11/30/2004, 12:12 pm
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A few years ago I had a high school girl working for me at Taco Bell in central TX. She had recently relocated from Ohio. I mean this girl was as big as a house. She was 6'3" tall and weighed, according to someone, 320 pounds. That's not an exaggeration. Her name was Tami. Her nickname was Tami Two Ton, though she didn't know it. Anyway, there was a small western bar next door and some of the cowgirls used to drop by for a late night snack. One night, three of them walked in the door and ordered some food. Tami had just walked out to the dining room. We were getting ready to close and she had just changed out of her uniform. Tami was only 17 and was wearing her Catholic school girls dress which looked more like a big colorful tent. I had just looked up from behind the counter and saw the three attractive women, one blond and two brunettes. All of them wore tight jeans and cowboy hats. Tami had a broom. She had just started sweeping when the women started giggling. I had warned Tami on several occasions to not start any trouble. She had a reputation at school as being a bully. She often used her size to her advantage and was involved in what some kids say were some absolutely brutal and vicious fights with other girls. Tami confronted the trio. She later said that the blond called her a whale and was poking fun at her with her friends. When the blond stood up to use the restroom a few minutes later, Tami held the broom up and blocked her. "Hey, what are you doing, fatass," she said. Tami now stood in front of her with the broom in both hands--faced suffused with anger. The blond was 5'5" and about 115 pounds. She wore tight Levi's and a white shirt. "How would you like me to stick this broom up your little ass," Tami said. " 'Cause I'm going to if you don't apologize for making fun of me." "Dream on," said the blond. She tried to go around Tami but Tami blocked her way. Tami then grapped her Taco Salad and shoved it into her chest. Dressing was now all over the front of her shirt. "You big, fat, stupid . . ." The blond was spread-eagled on the floor before she could get her next word out. Tami had backhanded her across the mouth. Blood was trickling from her mouth and both a gash and bruise were pasted beneath her eye. Her cowboy hat was fifteen feet away near the door. "Either of you two want a piece of me, stand up and face the music," said Tami. The two frightened cowgirls looked at me and I walked out and helped the blond up. They threatened to sue but nothing became of it. Needless to say, I had to fire Tami. But I'll never forget that night. It's amazing how violent some of these teen girls are today. Johnny