I was once in Pizza Palace on Ave. M and E. 29th on a Friday, about 1:00 or so. I was waiting on line, and as is often the case on a Friday, the line was pretty long.
Some guy comes running in, and calls out to the guy behind the counter (who he was obviously friends with), “Yankel (not real name), can you quickly give me 2 slices? I parked illegally, and don’t want to get a ticket!”
I turned around and gave it to the guy over the head. “Do you know that what you’re trying to do is stealing? You’re taking my time. You have to ask permission from every person on line. I’m telling you now that I don’t give you permission. I drove around the block twice to find a legal parking spot. Are you too good to do that? Too bad. Don’t have pizza. Be like everyone else, and find a legal parking spot. Coming in and making requests like that creates a huge chillul Hashem. Who do you think you are? Go park legally, like everyone else, and then wait on line, again, like everyone else.”
He looked at the owner for a minute, who said, “Sorry, you heard him.” He then walked out.