Re: Coots keeping it classy as always

tigirl14 · 2014-03-16T04:12:49.877Z

I've only been home on spring break for a day and I've already been reminded several times just how awful living anywhere within a 50 mile radius of cooterville is. I went to run errands today while wearing a Clemson shirt and it didn't take 5 minutes for a coot to yell insults and profanity at me in the middle of a store. People around me just stopped and stared in shock at this middle-aged man's behavior. The cashier in the next store couldn't wait to make a smart comment about my shirt and then make the comment as I signed a receipt that he was impressed that a Clemson student could actually sign their name. I demanded to speak to a manager, but he turned out to be a coot as well and could only offer the remark that if I don't want to be insulted then I "shouldn't dress like that in 'their territory'." They reach a new low every time I come home, and yet several that I know still insist on telling themselves that as a group they possess a level of class that is unattainable by anyone else.

surprised to know how many thousands of CU alumni and fans reside in the Midlands, proudly display their Paws and flags, and wear the Orange.

I've seen the colors on the streets, at public events, in stores, restaurants...everywhere. Most Clemson and Gamecock people live in a relatively peaceful co-existence, simply because many are friends, neighbors, co-workers, and/or have common interests in community-related activities. Admittedly, the two families who are my closest friends and neighbors are SC alumni and fans. Their kids were/are close friends with my son. My oldest grandson steadily dates a beautiful, classy SC grad.

On extremely rare occasions have I heard a "remark" or two about the rivalry, but they've been easy to brush aside without comment. That's because in all these years my friends and associates or people I've met through acquaintances have been ladies and gentlemen, who would be loath to make crass or rude comments.

Thus, if an incident, such as the one you describe, were to occur, I would simply quietly leave the premises and never return. Oft times saying nothing speaks greater volumes than engaging in a verbal slugfest, for it leaves the originator devoid of some victory in words he may have been seeking...and makes him the real loser!

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i'd be hard-pressed not to believe her story honestly (long)

Mar 17, 2014, 11:49 AM

when i first moved back to the States from Germany in April '08, we were in transition to Clemson for my bride to be (later that month) to begin Clemson. we were looking for a house to move to in Clemson immediately when we got back from our visit to Ger. to gather some things still & then drive down through Italy to Sicily for the wedding & our vacation/honeymoon all rolled into one, but we were staying temporarily at my brother's wife's old house there in Irmo for about 3 months.
yeah...newlyweds in Mom & Dads house for months wasn't happening

even if it ain't in coot town!
during that time I worked at the Wild Hare & Carolina Ale House since it was only very temporary & i didn't live in Clemson yet to get my career type job (forestry).
naturally being where it was, both establishments (& the 3rd on Lady St.) where predominately COOT & they naturally gave me all kinds of jeers & joke about being a Clemson grad, since I never take off my ring & handing them drinks to kill their shamecluck pain with alcohol using that hand as often as possible, they all knew i was a Clemson man. still all the picking was usually & mostly in fun, which i can take it & let it roll off my back like rain no problem.
sometimes it got a little too much & over the line of course, but it was my job to put up with bitching customers all the likes & coots & anyone in need of a drink.
well the new Lady Street Carolina Ale House had it's grand opening & i was working there for my last few weeks before flying to Europe for the wedding & destroying my life for the next 5-6 years... i was serving this one table that week that started the typical Clemson-bashing when they noticed my ring, one was kidding & telling me to ignore his buddy that legit hated Clemson, blah blah...but the other guy was being a huge dickle & i couldn't quite tell if he was just busting my balls or being sincere. but he actually tells me "there goes your tip since you went to Clemson." naturally i gave them the best service i could to not give them any reason to jip me, but at one point while trying to simply get their order & move on since the house was always PACKED when they 1st opened, the #### proceeds to tell me how he thought Clemson & the whole area should be turned into a landfill & they should blow up the damm on Hartwell holding the water back, & such really hateful stuff...so i then asked him if he was serious & had he ever been there & so on. he eluded the answer & continued to trash everything Clemson & also shittalk me some as well.
i just went on with my job after realizing he was a lost soul, coot through & through. it was doubtful he'd ever even been to see our beautiful school, campus & community here...but he'd probably spent plenty of time outside Willy-B at the fair grounds or stumbling around behind Bojangles on his knees. of course this one guy didn't have a USuCk ring on either, but i noticed the more reasonable guy did, so when i brought the bill for them to pay & asked how everything was & etc... the nicer coot did say it was good but they'd had to wait a little for the entree (because of the new place, staff, training during the opening, packed house, etc...), but that he was happy none the less. well, the coothead guy cranked up his chirp-hole again so i conveniently asked him if he'd ever attended or graduated S.Carolina & of course he didn't want to answer that & just ###### Clemson instead.
since i had been to Clemson admissions alot through the previous weeks, i'd nabbed a bunch of orange Clemson pens from admissions & found it entertaining to use them at work for the customers behind enemy lines

most folks found it funny as intended & laughed it off if they were clucks fans. I didn't wait for these guys remarks but he quickly saw it was an orange pen & said he wouldn't sign his receipt with a Clemson pen, so smiling, i haded him a normal blue bic pen & proceeded to wish them a nice evening & come back, yada yada..."try out our new upstairs open-air bar"...which they said they were.
i thought it was done & went about my work, so when i came back to clean up the table & take the tip receipts I just about blew my cool! the nicer coot had definitely undertipped me, but that's so normal in restaurants it's almost expected, even when you do everything perfectly & give top service. But these guys were also pretty needy & the one a-hole actually impeded me from getting to other customers & serving them better because of his constantly flagging me down for this & that & whining. the very same guy had the audacity to sign the receipt & leave me a couple (2) pennies for HIS tip, after I'd done my job & really catered to them...with hopes they would have less reason to hold anything against me for my tip.
that's when i decided they were my last new table & finished up with my others so that i could take his "tip" upstairs to the bar with me directly following my shift to give it back to him. and i was FUMING that someone could be such a totalasshole when everyone knows waiters work for & live off of tips, not $1.25/hr... plus they'd gotten great service & food, friendly passive conversation & smiles while trashing my team, & this is how classy they wanted to handle it???!!!
needless to say, probably luckily for both them & me (my job), i didn't see them again. we flew out the next week later & never stayed in that house again either because we happily & luckily moved directly into our Clemson home following return from the wedding (funeral).

so, with that being said...& i have better things to do than make that up, but it seems to me a very typical shamecluck story & there are others i'm sure that top it!
so for any of you having never had a bad coot experience, there's another one for ya! BELEIVE IT!!! this stuff happens more than some would like to admit or pay attention to.
to all you lamecoots...SUCKIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

time to restore the balance of us winning.

sorry if typos, but not gonna proofread all that

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Coots keeping it classy as always

Should've told the manager that next time you'll wear jorts

Re: Should've told the manager that next time you'll wear jorts

Next time that happens

The sad part is that they are so classless, that they don't