They called me every racial name in the book. All three of them stood up and began to corner me as they threatened to harm me, and one of them produce a chain and began to twirl and swing it in his hands. I acted as though they were not there, walked passed them as if I did not see or hear them. Behind, where they were standing, was a closet where the restaurant kept cleaning supplies. I walked between the one with the chain and the other two, disappeared into the closet and emerged with shovel.
I was close enough to do some serious harm to the one who was now being threatened by me. The man with the chain immediately stopped swinging, because although I am not a violent person I let them know I was serious and that I wanted them out of the restaurant. The chain guy tells the other two to leave the store and the three of them carefully and quietly backed out of the restaurant without another word to me.
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