Zip's Wiseguys, 2:45am.

As I walk in the door to get two slices of cheese pizza, all I hear is screaming and yelling. This is a common occurrence at this particular pizzeria, so I don't think much of it. I realize, almost immediately, that it is the man working the register who is yelling, and he his yelling into his cellphone. "I'll kill you, nigga, punk bitch mutha fucka". This continues for a few moments. After he notices that I am standing at the counter, he says "hold on" into the phone. His tone changes, and he says, "Can I help you?" in a calm, polite voice. I ask for my two slices of cheese pizza, pay for them, and leave the pizzeria. As I am walking out, I hear the phone conversation resume. "I'll drive over there and kill you right now, mutha fucka......".