Okay, so this happened at my video store, however I wasn't in til later that day and heard it second-hand. Also, I don't know if this would count as "Sucky" or a "Brain burp", because I feel this man was not firing on all cylinders, to say the least. If this is the wrong place for this, Mods, please feel free to move it, and I do apologize .
J = coworker.
M= My off-beat, old-fashioned, incredibly hard to deal with and hard to explain things to manager, who, despite all this is a good person, but... customers hate her.
SC = incredibly insane man, from what I can tell lol.
I don't have dialogue for this, just the jist. So it's Friday, and J always works the dayshit, with M and I fielding the incredibly busy Friday nights. J is hanging out, minding his own business, greeting customers (mainly parents with small children, as its the afternoon), when this man comes in. Apparently, he instantly starts flying off the handle, making threats to J concerning M. Saying she's a criminal, and he's going to have her arrested and brought out in shackles. Why?
Apparently he has something like a $500 late charge (I don't understand how this even happens, seriously. Most of our notoriously late customers have bill sof $20 or $30, max.), and that's why he wants to basically kill M. Best part? This charge was apparently from EIGHT YEARS AGO.
Now, M is very good about reducing charges and working things out, so J is telling SC he needs to come back when M is working. SC is having none of that, and is screaming at J, as well as swearing. J is the most easy-going person in the world, but at this point he got sharp with the man, as there were children in the store and this was completely inappropriate language. SC then states he is a FEDERAL AGENT (ohhh noezzz! that's sarcasm. by the way ), and could have a SWAT team in the store in minutes to shut us down.
He apparently went on for about fifteen minutes, refused to give his name, just that he was "Agent *****", no first name, no phone number, NOTHING. He made J write down that he was a federal agent, a note I came across when I got in later that day. I asked J what the hell the note was about, and he explained. I laughed til I was sick, as did M. We're sincerely hoping this nutcase comes back. Unless he's dangerous, of course. But J says SC seems to be all (insane) talk, no action, so I'm not too afraid. All I can say is, I'm glad it was J and not me, because either a) I would've cried (I'm a small girl and I hate being yelled at) or, conversely, b) I would've laughed in his face and asked if he was serious. Either way, it wouldn't have ended well
J = coworker.
M= My off-beat, old-fashioned, incredibly hard to deal with and hard to explain things to manager, who, despite all this is a good person, but... customers hate her.
SC = incredibly insane man, from what I can tell lol.
I don't have dialogue for this, just the jist. So it's Friday, and J always works the dayshit, with M and I fielding the incredibly busy Friday nights. J is hanging out, minding his own business, greeting customers (mainly parents with small children, as its the afternoon), when this man comes in. Apparently, he instantly starts flying off the handle, making threats to J concerning M. Saying she's a criminal, and he's going to have her arrested and brought out in shackles. Why?
Apparently he has something like a $500 late charge (I don't understand how this even happens, seriously. Most of our notoriously late customers have bill sof $20 or $30, max.), and that's why he wants to basically kill M. Best part? This charge was apparently from EIGHT YEARS AGO.
Now, M is very good about reducing charges and working things out, so J is telling SC he needs to come back when M is working. SC is having none of that, and is screaming at J, as well as swearing. J is the most easy-going person in the world, but at this point he got sharp with the man, as there were children in the store and this was completely inappropriate language. SC then states he is a FEDERAL AGENT (ohhh noezzz! that's sarcasm. by the way ), and could have a SWAT team in the store in minutes to shut us down.
He apparently went on for about fifteen minutes, refused to give his name, just that he was "Agent *****", no first name, no phone number, NOTHING. He made J write down that he was a federal agent, a note I came across when I got in later that day. I asked J what the hell the note was about, and he explained. I laughed til I was sick, as did M. We're sincerely hoping this nutcase comes back. Unless he's dangerous, of course. But J says SC seems to be all (insane) talk, no action, so I'm not too afraid. All I can say is, I'm glad it was J and not me, because either a) I would've cried (I'm a small girl and I hate being yelled at) or, conversely, b) I would've laughed in his face and asked if he was serious. Either way, it wouldn't have ended well
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