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