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"I'm dreadfully sorry, we have a dress code and your party is unfortunately violating it by wearing the incorrect attire but you're welcome to return another time"- the polite way of saying "No niggers allowed here" lol


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I always thought dress code was was a polite way of saying "If you look like your going to send your meal back after eating half of it and not tipping your server, don't even bother asking for a table." Niggers (the one that actually have jobs) are typically in the service industry dealing with the public like clerks and phone operators etc. Customer serviced based employment is basically the #1 job of mid/low income niggers. Now whether they are/are not being "abused" and I do use that term lightly, being that niggers both lack sympathy and more ironically empathy, when someone else is contractually obligated to be nice to them they abuse privilege this immensely.

I've always believed you go to any place that serves unsealed food, a cooked meal, the last fucking thing you want to do is piss off the person unsupervised with your food. I've watched videos of employee niggers shooting at people they had words with at drive through fast food, even a normal waiter/waitress is gonna spit on your food you act like complete utter nigger. The same niggers that treat waiters like field niggers are not capable of understanding it's a two way street and you might be puking and shitting yourself all night if you treat the person handling your meal just that badly. I won't post what you can do to food that will cause this but, I'm sure you can use you can find out.

I feel this story is appropriate to current discussion.

Roughly four years ago, late on a Friday afternoon.
I get a call for an older Lexus vehicle, replacement for all keys lost scenario, pretty standard. I call the number provided to me. A black woman answers, I die a little bit inside but, continue to keep up my professionalism.
BW: Hello?!
me: Yes, this is Anon the locksmith, you have a Lexus vehicle?
BW: Where are you?
me: Lets confirm this vehicle/address first, ok? You have a Lexus?
BW: Yeah. where are you? how fast can you get here?
me: Ok, I'm told its a 1996 LS400? yes?
BW: Yes.
me: Ok, and the address is 1234 street, yes?
BW: yes, it the In-in-out. (in-in-out is a fast food drive through restaurant for all outside of the U.S.)
me: And you lost the key to this vehicle?
BW: Somebody stole the key.
me: Ok, my GPS says just about 20 minutes, I'll see you shortly.
20 minutes later I'm at the restaurant parking lot, I don't see the car so I call her cell again.
BW: hello?
me: yes, I'm looking for your vehicle?
BW: It's at the drive through.
me: yes, I'm at the In-In-Out, what color is this car?
BW: it's white.
me: still not seeing this car...
BW: it's in the drive through.
I realize the car is actually in the drive through, not just parked at the restaurant but in the drive-way where people order/pay/collect their food. I park my truck and peer around the corner in the drive through, sure enough there is a beat to shit, White Lexus blocking anyone from using the drive through. I approach the car, there is a black woman mid 20s and a black man also mid 20s in the vehicle.
me: hello, you called for the technician?
BW: Yeah.
me: ok lets start with your drivers license or ID?
She hands me her DL, I start to write down the name/address on my invoice pad.
BW: how much dis goin cost?
me: I'll get to that in one minute, let me get the boring paperwork done, what happened to the key?
BW: some bitch took it.
me: pardon?
BW: We was in line and and my friend took the key out da lock and took off widdit.
I realize what she is trying to say, she, her boyfriend and their friend were in line, somehow got into a fight and the friend yanked the key out of the ignition and ran off with it. This is Friday night, a fast food establishment like this is going to see hundreds of customers through this drive through, only now these two retards are blocking it. The restaurant is trying to accommodate by having people pull to the other side of the parking lot and running payment and food across the lot but, it's a clusterfuck most customers are just driving away in confusion. I hand her her ID back. And inspect the car.
me: Ok, new key made for this vehicle is going to be $300.
BW: What!?!? three hundred dollars?!
me: Yes this is a high security key, all Lexus Vehicles are, the machine I use to cut this key costs around $2,000
BW: How you goin' charge three hundred dollars for the key?
me: It costs what it costs, do you have the money?
BW: No we ain't got no three hundred dollars.
me: I take credit cards venmo and zelle, do you have family who can spot you?
She takes out her phone mumbles something about me charging too much and calls her mother.
BW: Mama, the man wants three hundred dollars for the key!
"mama" and her talk about another minute and she hands me the phone. says her mother wants to talk to me, I'm now talking with "mama".
me: Yes, this is anon the field technician?
mama: How you goin' charge three hundred dollars for a car key?
me: Do you have a credit card? I accept credit cards over the phone?
mama: Why you charging so much?
me: Do you really want to know?
mama: yeah I do!
me: First of all this is an emergency call, second this is after hours call as it's now 6pm, in addition to that this vehicle has what we call a "high security key", are you aware this car is actually impeding a business from operating?
mama: No way no uh you ain't goin' charge us that.
She continues talking I just ignore her and hand the phone back to the black woman who is now furiously digging at the ignition with a screwdriver.
me: If you break that ignition, even if someone makes you a key, it won't work in the ignition, you do realize that?
she continues to try to dig at this ignition with a screwdriver as if I said nothing. I turn to address the boyfriend.
me: I want to help you guys but, do you have the money to pay me for my services?
boyfriend: Well how cheap can you do this for?
me: I can do $200 if were talking cash.
boyfriend: uh... I think I can get the money.
me: ok this sounds like progress, I assume you have a friend or family member who can come through?
boyfriend: um no, I would have to go back home to get the money.
me: how far is home, exactly?
boyfriend: uh, like 2 hours I think?
me: I can't wait around for 2 hours to see if you come through or not, my service call to come out here is $20.
boyfriend turns to BW still fighting with the ignition lock with this screwdriver.
boyfriend: hey the man says we owe him $20 to come out here.
bw: tell him we ain't got $20.
I chime in,
me: how the fuck were you planning on paying me to make this car key if you don't even have $20?
bw: well you can just move on then.
The restaurant manager has been watching this conversation from a far, he sees me walking away with a pissed-off look on my face. He starts to approach me.
RM:So, whats up?
me: these people are fucked, you want my opinion?
RM: I guess so?
me: Tow the vehicle out of your driveway, these guys are going to be here for a long time. They couldn't care less about me, about you or how much money this is costing your restaurant.
I leave and move on to my next call that evening. About a week later I found out it got worse. The car was eventually towed out of the drive through to the parking lot adjacent. They then called another locksmith the following day, they insisted on seeing the key start the car before they paid him, after he made the key and he asked for payment they both physically attacked him beating him until he gave up the key. The moral of the story is do not trust niggers.

I've been looking like hell for this video from years ago where IIRC a small group of niggers 4-5 maybe? Are trying to get table at a restaurant with a patio right off a sidewalk. It appears to be NYC, no way to tell. TL;DR : Staff tells them they have to wait or maybe it was a dress code or they could tell it was obviously a dine and dash they saw coming a mile away. Niggers have words with staff all hell breaks loose fighting tossing chairs/tables and ruin the dining experience of maybe 20 people or so just minding their own business, most of which just run away in horror. Anyone have this video?
 
Listening to the arrest footage of Georgia Judge Christina Peterson at a nightklub in Atlanta:
It could be because I am very tired but it's surreal how halfway through the video I forgot that Peterson was a judge entirely and thought she was just some random hoodrat until looking at the tab again. Look at this nigger carrying water for her:
EDIT: Holy shit Y DIDDEN HE MUHRANDIZE ME? He wasn't asking any potentially incriminating questions at the time. How did she get through law school?
 
I always thought dress code was was a polite way of saying "If you look like your going to send your meal back after eating half of it and not tipping your server, don't even bother asking for a table."
It oftentimes is, any dresscode stricter than "holy fuck wear a shirt and put your dick away, and also don't stink like a shitting house" is usually a subtle way of saying that we're going to assume what you're like based on aesthetics
although it doesn't always work
some of the trashiest niggas around like to clad themselves in fancy coats and jewelry whereas some of the nicest most polite and well reserved in public people out there dress like old farmers

for it to work you need to focus less on how classy or expensive the clothes look and more on what kinda "feel" you get off of them
or just filter niggers
never a mistake when you do that
 
Listening to the arrest footage of Georgia Judge Christina Peterson at a nightklub in Atlanta:
It could be because I am very tired but it's surreal how halfway through the video I forgot that Peterson was a judge entirely and thought she was just some random hoodrat until looking at the tab again. Look at this nigger carrying water for her:
EDIT: Holy shit Y DIDDEN HE MUHRANDIZE ME? He wasn't asking any potentially incriminating questions at the time. How did she get through law school?
“Last person who tried this with me died 30 days later. I’d love to know more about this. Is she doing some nigger black magic or had them killed? I’d have explored it more if I was the cop. That’s probably why I’m not a cop: I’d find the criminals crazy shit too interesting and get distracted.
 
It oftentimes is, any dresscode stricter than "holy fuck wear a shirt and put your dick away, and also don't stink like a shitting house" is usually a subtle way of saying that we're going to assume what you're like based on aesthetics
although it doesn't always work
some of the trashiest niggas around like to clad themselves in fancy coats and jewelry whereas some of the nicest most polite and well reserved in public people out there dress like old farmers

for it to work you need to focus less on how classy or expensive the clothes look and more on what kinda "feel" you get off of them
or just filter niggers
never a mistake when you do that

I agree %100.
some restaurants at least a while ago that had a sport jacket and tie requirement or similar, actually had loaner ties and sport jackets if you looked like a good polite patron, they would keep these in the back out of view of other diners and if you walked in without they would actually give you a loaner tie/sport jacket to dine. It worked really well for years because when a nigger walking in with screaming/cussing into a cell phone wearing sunglasses after dark with an alligator skin cowboy hat the maître d' could simply say "I'm sorry sir there are no hats allowed, we also require a sport jacket and or tie" and pretend they had no loaner proper attire.

I make a point in my business to refuse service at my discretion, any illegal or suspected illegal activity I'm gone instantly. Even Niggers at first sign of trouble I will give a fair warning to treat/speak to me as they would expect they themselves to be treated, around strike 3 or just even 2 red flags I deny service. My favorite thing is to tell them I need to return in 45 minutes with special tools/equipment, about 1-1.5 hours I tell them I'm on my way just took much longer, then I call again after another hour with some new excuse. This goes on untill they catch on being a stupid nigger makes people not want to help them. A few over the years after dragging it out for 3-4 hours have just flat out asked "Are you coming or what"? I calmly reply "No, I am not. You treated me like shit the moment we met and after I asked you to stop lying/insulting me you didn't bother to listen to that either. Are you really that surprised someone reacted the exact same way you treated a total stranger attempting to help you?"
 
This reminds me of when I was at Denny's with my friends late at night. We were sitting at a booth right next to the entrance, and a large group of blacks walk in to eat. All wearing hoodies, durags and flip flops. They walk up to the meek hostess and ask for a table, she gets uncomfortable and asks them to wait a moment. A spindly white man comes out of the back and tells them they can't eat here because there are no tables left. They say "maaaaaaannnn..." and walk out without a fuss. I look around and besides my table and one other, the Denny's is completely empty. I assure you that Denny's is used to dealing with them and flat out has a no blacks policy, especially large groups.

Tax: Why waitresses fight tooth and nail to avoid working the black tables. The reveal of the cameraman is fucking hilarious.


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I worked at an Italian fine dining place for awhile in high school, and every now and then a group would come in, dripping with gold jewelry, and try monkeyshines about not paying. The maitre'd had a firm policy: Don't even argue with them, just call the cops. In the end they'd pay or the cops would haul them out and we'd have them trespassed. I mean, you come to the restaurant, it's fine dining, you should expect to pay about 100 dollars per person. They didn't fuck around too much, or the slightly sinister old Italian guys playing cards in the walk-in freezer would come out. They weren't dumb enough to fuck with those guys, they were Carlos Marcello associates and they'd kill a nigger and his entire family and burn their house down. They were very Sopranos/A Bronx Tale where they could just look at a moolie and you could see the moolie's spine turn to jello. Like this, but niggers:


Not that it ever got to that point.
 
“Last person who tried this with me died 30 days later. I’d love to know more about this. Is she doing some nigger black magic or had them killed? I’d have explored it more if I was the cop. That’s probably why I’m not a cop: I’d find the criminals crazy shit too interesting and get distracted.
That's an asset honestly. I remember an (IIRC white) sovcit stop where the sovcit offered the cop literature about his claims, who accepted and didn't just snort with derision. That's very useful as it means he can do research that can help him handle both said particular sovcit in the future and other sovcits in general. Detectives typically even take things a step further and the first thing that came to mind when I typed that out was the Alek Minassian interrogation:
"And Pepe the Frog types are superior and worshiped by incels?"
 
It oftentimes is, any dresscode stricter than "holy fuck wear a shirt and put your dick away, and also don't stink like a shitting house" is usually a subtle way of saying that we're going to assume what you're like based on aesthetics
although it doesn't always work
some of the trashiest niggas around like to clad themselves in fancy coats and jewelry whereas some of the nicest most polite and well reserved in public people out there dress like old farmers

for it to work you need to focus less on how classy or expensive the clothes look and more on what kinda "feel" you get off of them
or just filter niggers
never a mistake when you do that
A few years ago I moved away from my current city only to move back just before the coof. Post fake&gay plague a very posh off of downtown neighborhood started having constant shootings. Now crime being up after the death of St Floyd is hardly confined to my little corner of the US, but in this neigborhood known for art galleries and faggy craft beer bars, that doesnt compute. Anyway, it's not as if I care enough about the fates of urban white liberal scum to give a shit about the goings on in some gayborhood that I, a fine Huwhite man that espouses the beliefs of a certain Austrian painter avoided like the plague for years.
One evening, on my way to work, some criminal nigger murders some fine upstanding white man in a road rage incident (the grand jury of what I suspect to be mostly nigs failed to indict). This diverts traffic, and knowing my city as well as I do I surmise my best bet is to take a shortcut through said degenerate area. Holy fuck, every damn corner has some nigger night club, apes everywhere, the entire place reeked of weed. As Terry Davis would say, total fucking niggerville. So, as per usual, the only thing it takes to ruin a formerly uppity and hip area is add some coons.
 
Groups of niggers aimlessly hanging around a place/area kills a vibe in no time. They're just poisonous that way.
Yup, and I expect that near MLK boulevard, but I gotta admit its pretty funny to constantly read local news reports where all these urban shitlibs just cant figure out why their precious hip artsy hangout spot is now a shooting gallery.
 
might be puking and shitting yourself all night if you treat the person handling your meal just that badly. I won't post what you can do to food that will cause this

This isn't Facebook or reddit, do go ahead for entertainment purposes.

I would presume spitting on someone else's food, as long as the spitter is in good health, is just gross and wouldn't cause illness. I doubt it would even be noticed by the consumer anyway. So what would a server/cook do if they really disliked a customer?
 
This isn't Facebook or reddit, do go ahead for entertainment purposes.

I would presume spitting on someone else's food, as long as the spitter is in good health, is just gross and wouldn't cause illness. I doubt it would even be noticed by the consumer anyway. So what would a server/cook do if they really disliked a customer?
Three words:

Fecal-oral route.
 
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