Finders Keepers

There are scumbags, and then there are scumbags:

The injured employee was immediately sent to the hospital less than 2 miles away. The General Manager then went to the serving counter to have the machine shut down, begin the sanitizing procedures and remove the affected bucket of custard. In the few moments between the time the employee’s finger was severed and the General Manager’s response, a drive-thru employee who was unaware of the accident, packed the only custard served from that machine after the injury into a pint container. Without the General Manager’s knowledge, it was then sold at the drive thru. The physician who was attending to the injured employee at the hospital requested that the General Manager retrieve the fingertip for possible reattachment. The fingertip could not be located. Approximately 30 minutes later, the customer who purchased the pint, returned to the inside of the store and displayed the fingertip to the General Manager. The General Manager attempted to retrieve it and rush it to the hospital. Unfortunately, the customer refused to give it to her and declared that he would be calling the TV stations and an attorney as he exited the store.

Makes you want to clean out the gene pool, doesn’t it?

Oh, I’m not talking about the guy who kept the finger. I’m talking about the illiterate yokel who thinks “general manager” should be capitalized.

Thanks to Boing Boing for the link.