"Did that awful lady who kept getting complained about finally get fired?"
Priscilla's face lit up with savage joy. "Good riddance! She always played favorites."
"The guys would get four or five BBQ ribs, while the girls only got two or three. If she loves men that much, she should go scrub backs at a bathhouse!"
A girl of Priscilla's refined upbringing rarely used such harsh language.
But the injustice of the BBQ ribs had turned her ruthless!
The cafeteria's ribs were legendary, regardless of who the chef was, they were amazing.
Especially the BBQ ribs, they were perfectly marinated.
The balance of sweet and sour was flawless. She loved them so much she sometimes ordered double portions!
But that lady, seeing her ask for double, gave her three ribs in one scoop and two in the other.
Priscilla stayed quiet until a guy behind her asked for a single portion and was handed five ribs.
Priscilla didn't scream, she just asked the guy to wait a second.
Seeing she was gorgeous, he happily obliged.
The next student in line was another guy.
This time, he got four ribs.
Priscilla asked him to wait too, claiming she was doing a social experiment.
By the third guy and the fourth girl...
The guy got five ribs, and the girl got three.
She immediately confronted the worker, asking why she discriminated against
female students and favored the men.
She had even recorded the woman deliberately shaking her spoon to drop two ribs back into the tray, reducing a five-rib portion to three.
"Is it your policy to discriminate between male and female students?"
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"Wasting food is a sin!"
"Boys burn more energy, so they need more meat!"
"How can you girls compare yourselves to them?"
Priscilla had been so furious she wanted to scream, but her manners held her back.
However, another girl in line had no such restraint.
"Newsflash, lady, it's the twenty-first century! Why are you acting like we're in the dark ages?"
"If you love serving men so much, go work at a men's spa!"
"Why are you in a college cafeteria?"
"We're paying the exact same price. You think you're justified in ripping us off?"
"I'm reporting you right now. If I don't get you fired, I'm failing every girl at this university!"
The older woman had jutted her chin out stubbornly. "Try it! I'm trying to help you ungrateful brats!"
The argument had escalated into a full-blown riot, with girls shouting her down until she finally retreated.
Yet, she maintained she was only protecting their waistlines and stopping them from gaining weight.
A brilliant excuse!
Unfortunately for her, cafeteria management had intervened and dragged her away.
A replacement was quickly brought in, and the students' rage had simmered down. "After that whole mess, she was still serving food later. I honestly thought she was untouchable."