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I worked at the Hardee's at Oak Park Mall next to the theater in the late 80's. Back in those days parents would drop off their smart-ass kids at Hardees to raise hell before going over to the movies. The rear of Hardee's faced the theater parking lot.
One of my favorite memories from those days was one day these little pricks were being overly rude. We (the crew) went out back behind the dumpster and privacy fence and started launching ice balls like mortars over the fence at the teens as they crossed the parking lot. They came running back in to complain, and our manager was like "I don't know what you are talking about, they were all right here working." Glorious.
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