Well, back in what I like to call "The Day" (Dan), when I worked in the oilfield I saw endless amounts of shit. Safety standards are a fucking joke, unless the company man shows up. I saw a dude miss getting decapitated by sheer luck. It's riddled with illegals who don't speak a word of English and get mad when you can't understand Spanish. I learned one good thing though, wanna piss off a Mexican? Call him a Guatemalan. Of course none of these guys had a license, so I was driving a truck full of them to and from the sites every day, each trip roughly an hour.
Actual story now, the summer after I graduated HS I worked in a gas station. These two Indian guys who worked at a motel (of course) came in and asked for "three pack murbo-raid" after about 4 times I realized they meant Marlboro Reds. I get the smokes, and these pricks pull out a foam cup filled with change. Pennies and nickels included. Dumped it out on the counter and just stared at me. I told them they could either count it out or go to the bank that was literally next door and get cash. They counted it all out. Cunts. As one of them is putting his cigarettes away, I see his wallet, filled with cash. I almost had a stroke. They come in a few days later with a change cup again, but get in a different line, and this time the cashier is a cute girl. Wallet guy pulls out cash and pays the girl for three pack murbo-raid. I told my boss about it, just venting. She tells me that if they try to pay me in change again, refuse them service. It wasn't a corporation, it was a locally owned store so I could do what I wanted. Sure enough, the next week they roll back in, cup in hand. They get in my line, ask for the same thing, and pull out the change cup. Pajeet is about to dump it out and I tell him to take his business elsewhere. Once he realizes what I mean, we start going back and forth. They're both calling me things in their language. My boss walks over and tells them to beat it or we'll call the cops. Once she pulls out her phone and starts dialing, they leave. That one incident has fueled my lifelong distaste for most Indian males.