Undrave
CRETINS! ALL OF THEM!
Its not everyday one gets to be an instrument of GREAT JUSTICE but it is exactly what happened to me yesterday evening at work (I work in a convinience store).
So there's an influx of customers, I'm taking care of them, and then I spot this drunken guy (like late teen) stumbling around the chocolate bar bargain bins in front of the registers. I see him grab bars and head for the exit. I shout out to him, warning him that he didn't pay for the chocolate bars and he comes back to put one back, I then tell him to put the OTHER one too and that he better leave and not show his face again. I didn't feel like dealing with him right now.
But then he beeps on his way out! That's a sure sign that fucker stole something else! This time I'm not feeling generous. I warn him to come back but he's obviously not listening.
In a glorious instant I climb on the counter of the second register and leap across the lottery pad and onto the floor, run to the exit and slam the guy in the wall behind him! I drag him back by the collar, telling him I'm calling the cops. While I turn to dial the drunken idiot makes a break for it!
I lost a guy like that this summer and I'm not feeling up to letting this guy go. I shout to a customer that's friend with one of my colleagues to watch the store and chase out after the guy! I must have been running on adrenaline because I don't even recall feeling the biting cold outside. Some guy outside slows him down and I grab him. I gotta tell you I have to prevent myself from punching the sucker as I forcibly drag him back to the store, telling him he's not escaping the cops. I notice a patrol car up the street, it probably already saw me grabbing the guy and me shouting because its lights are on so I motion for them. I slam the guy into the front window and signal the cops again.
The drunk is obviously trying to escape but I hold him off until one of the cop in the car comes and is forced to night-stick the fucker in the belly because he's resisting arrest in his drunken stupor. In a minute the cop got the guy handcuffed on the ground and he empties his pockets. That fucker had like 30 dollars worth of stuff in there.
I must say I felt glorious :anime: Its getting tiresome to see punks think we're an easy target and steal from us, I'm doing all I can to make it hard for them to do so.
FOR GREAT JUSTICE! :castlerock:
So there's an influx of customers, I'm taking care of them, and then I spot this drunken guy (like late teen) stumbling around the chocolate bar bargain bins in front of the registers. I see him grab bars and head for the exit. I shout out to him, warning him that he didn't pay for the chocolate bars and he comes back to put one back, I then tell him to put the OTHER one too and that he better leave and not show his face again. I didn't feel like dealing with him right now.
But then he beeps on his way out! That's a sure sign that fucker stole something else! This time I'm not feeling generous. I warn him to come back but he's obviously not listening.
In a glorious instant I climb on the counter of the second register and leap across the lottery pad and onto the floor, run to the exit and slam the guy in the wall behind him! I drag him back by the collar, telling him I'm calling the cops. While I turn to dial the drunken idiot makes a break for it!
I lost a guy like that this summer and I'm not feeling up to letting this guy go. I shout to a customer that's friend with one of my colleagues to watch the store and chase out after the guy! I must have been running on adrenaline because I don't even recall feeling the biting cold outside. Some guy outside slows him down and I grab him. I gotta tell you I have to prevent myself from punching the sucker as I forcibly drag him back to the store, telling him he's not escaping the cops. I notice a patrol car up the street, it probably already saw me grabbing the guy and me shouting because its lights are on so I motion for them. I slam the guy into the front window and signal the cops again.
The drunk is obviously trying to escape but I hold him off until one of the cop in the car comes and is forced to night-stick the fucker in the belly because he's resisting arrest in his drunken stupor. In a minute the cop got the guy handcuffed on the ground and he empties his pockets. That fucker had like 30 dollars worth of stuff in there.
I must say I felt glorious :anime: Its getting tiresome to see punks think we're an easy target and steal from us, I'm doing all I can to make it hard for them to do so.
FOR GREAT JUSTICE! :castlerock:
