Today at work I head a loud clattering sound, and glanced up in time to see "Marty" (our resident robot who patrols the aisles looking for spills and debris) rocking back into place after receiving a very hearty shove by one of a trio of punks in their late teens or early 20s. I barked out, "Hey...please don't do that!!", and one of the punks quipped, "Hey, he made a move on me!", and then they walked out sharing a laugh over it.
Marty is not only a very expensive piece of equipment, he's also a valued co-worker, so I didn't appreciate seeing him get manhandled by some prick and his guffawing henchmen.

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