I Caused A Scene In A Fast Food Joint: The Decay of Society and Tolerated Parasitism

I caused a scene in a fast-food joint.

One of the only fast-food places I still frequent in Canada. There are maybe three places left I’ll even walk into. This is one of them. Morning breakfast. Familiar faces. A routine.

Over a short period of time, I started noticing a pattern.

One group in particular. They spoke no English among themselves, avoided eye contact, and moved through the room like the rest of the world didn’t exist. They spread themselves out across an entire section, almost territorial, ordering only coffee—or, as I would later realize, even less than that.

At first, I ignored it.

Then one morning, one of them walked up to his seat with a massive handful of napkins. Not a few. Not accidental. A deliberate stack. He folded them carefully and tucked them away for later use.

I was shocked.

It wasn’t subtle. It was open theft. And I’m just supposed to sit there, see it, and say nothing?

I did say nothing. At first.

A few days later, another couple from the same group came in. They ordered one coffee.

He drank from it. She sat there. There are free refills, so he went back for one. When he returned, neither of them drank it. Instead, she quietly poured the coffee into a thermos, slid it under the table where no one could see it, and waited.

Then he went back for another refill, and this time they shared it openly.

So on my way out, I told the guy at the counter what was going on.

I explained it calmly. How they were taking free coffee home. How they were sharing one cup to cut costs in half while exploiting refills meant for customers on-site.

The counter guy sighed.

He already knew.

He told me they were stealing napkins too. That they’d had to restrict free pop refills because of this exact behavior. He was sympathetic—but hesitant. Like someone who had learned that speaking up often causes more trouble than staying silent.

I told him, “Well, I’m a customer. I can say something.”

And I did.

I walked over and told the woman I saw her pour the coffee into her thermos.

The transformation was instant.

One second, a polite smile. The next, something else entirely—like a mask slipping. Her face hardened. Her eyes flashed. For a brief moment, it felt like she could no longer hold whatever form she had been presenting.

She snapped that she had bought two coffees.

But she hadn’t. I was there from the beginning.

And then something even more telling happened.

The room went silent.

Her people didn’t rush to her defense. Her husband didn’t say a word. No one challenged me. No one supported her either. They all knew. And in that silence, you could feel it—the shared guilt, the internal scramble.

I imagine what was going through their heads:

“Don’t look.”
“Why did she do it so openly?”
“Just stay quiet.”
“This is why we shouldn’t draw attention.”

They weren’t angry at me. They were embarrassed she’d been caught.

The counter guy stood frozen, watching, probably thinking:
“Thank God it’s not me saying this.”
“This guy’s doing what I’m not allowed to.”
“Please don’t let this turn into a complaint.”

I told her she should just pay for her coffee. Not be cheap. Support the business that’s serving her.

She gasped—actually gasped—and hissed, “Oh my god!” like she was the victim, scrambling to save face in front of her peers.

I said, “I don’t want to hear what you have to say.”

And I left.

The guy at the counter smiled at me.

For me, this was never about catching someone stealing coffee.

This is about a society that is crumbling because good people stopped standing for what’s right.

Support the businesses that serve you.
Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.
Treat others how you want to be treated.
Don’t steal from your neighbor.

These aren’t radical ideas. They’re ancient ones.

What hit me hardest afterward was this realization: as people, and as societies, we need a parasite cleanse.

Don’t let parasitic behavior—physical, emotional, energetic—take over the health of the host.

Stand up for health.
Stand up for each other.
Help each other be well.

Sometimes you have to call out some shit on the way to heaven. It heals the voice.

And yes—I’ll say it plainly—I felt, in that moment, like she was a kind of shapeshifter who could no longer hold her form. Not literally, but symbolically. The mask failed. The behavior was exposed. The illusion collapsed.

I can’t be the only one noticing this.

Have you noticed you no longer tolerate parasites—energetic, social, or otherwise—the way you once did?

It feels like humanity is being forced to confront something uncomfortable: that a lot of what we’ve normalized is actually corrosive.

So let’s send all parasitic energy in our lives—and in society—love from sincere hearts.

Thank you for coming to planet Earth.
But parasitic behavior is leaving this planet. Forever.

There’s nothing to be at war with.

We’re simply witnessing humanity having to lose what no longer serves it—so it can finally cleanse what’s been draining it all along.

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