I'm in a nasty mood because someone brilliantly decided to remove some books from a shelf in Mystery (Michael Connelly's Harry Bosch series, hence the title), vomit ON THE SHELF, then return the books to their place. I only found out by the smell when I walked by. So guess who got to clean it up! Apparently this retard did the same damn thing on a shelf in Music. Seriously, what the hell?
Has anyone else had to deal with this sort of asshattery?? I mean, I've cleaned up my share of human urine and fecal matter...but vomiting in the middle of a bookstore, ON THE SHELF instead of the floor, ruining several hardcover volumes.
Why can I never be around when this sort of thing happens, to chuck these pigs out of my damn store??
Has anyone else had to deal with this sort of asshattery?? I mean, I've cleaned up my share of human urine and fecal matter...but vomiting in the middle of a bookstore, ON THE SHELF instead of the floor, ruining several hardcover volumes.
Why can I never be around when this sort of thing happens, to chuck these pigs out of my damn store??
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