I used to believe most celebrities were normal despite the crazy stories I hear on the internet, but now I can believe them after my encounter with Travis Scott.

Dude’s a weird guy. I work as a waiter at a decent restaurant in Landover and he came in this weekend with a bunch of friends.

I’ll try to cliffs this:

\-go up to their table and try to contain my excitement that I’m waiting on Cactus Jack

\-Trav looks at me and says he’ll have a steak with ketchup

\-All his weird Kardashian/Jenner friends order

\-As I leave to go back to the kitchen, Jacques walks behind me and tries to come in

\-I ask him if he’s looking for the bathroom

\-He says no angrily and tells me he’s there to cook his steak so the chef doesn’t poison it

\-I try to tell him he can’t do that and assure him that no one will poison his food

\-La Flame ain’t having it

\-Manager comes and assures Mr. Webster his steak won’t be poisoned

\-Travis asks him if he wants his teeth kicked in

\-Him and his friends are kicked out

\-When I go to leave that night, I see Travis Scott across the street wearing a Nike windbreaker and sweatpants

\-He keeps zipping the zipper up and down as he watches me drive away