It was your first shift at the Dingo. Things were going pretty well; there weren’t too many customers.

After a while, three rowdy boys came in, making a mess everywhere on one of the tables. They knocked over condiments, one started smoking, and scattered napkins all over the floor. Their laughter echoed through the restaurant as they ignored the glares from other customers and continued their boisterous antics. You watched in dismay as two of them started blowing straws at each other.