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Three things went down Sunday night.
Around 6/7pm...
This young lady walks in. I start hearing something hitting the building. I start for the door thinking my co-worker needs help. The YL asks if Ill "tell him to leave". I get to the door and see CDs and a CD player smashed on the parking lot. Her boyfriend(?) was throwing them at the wall.
I told her he was destroying her stuff and asked if she wanted me to call the police. She said no and asked me to just have him leave. I turn back to the door and he is standing right outside the door telling her to come the f*ck on.
Well it ended up me telling him to clean the stuff up or I would call the police. She cleaned it with him repeating over and over to come the f*ck on. I told him to be a man and fight me and not a female thats smaller than him. He had this scared out of his body look and they got back into her car and still going back and forth about if he was going with her or not they left.
Around 10pm...
Two guys walk in and one buys a pack of cigarettes. The second guy has an attitude and demands I break down a $20. Because of his attitude I tell him I can't. He keeps repeating that he knows I can do it. I keep saying I can't. His buddy and him are walking towards the door and he asks him whats wrong. He calls me an a$$hole and says he knows I have the change.
I tell him I do not. He says f*ck you.
(Now this would have had me tell him the same thing back but for the new year I promised myself and my boss I would try and cool it.)
F*ck you.
(One a$$hole and 1 F*ck you.. temp rising...)
Hey did you hear me? I said F*CK YOU!
(Temp overload....)
You know what, no FUCK YOU!!
He went off and his buddy gets him out the door after I had gone out and got his plate number. He is outside yelling I got something for you over and over while digging around the front of his SUV.
I keep telling him to bring it on. He calls me a faggit. I told him wait, I am not the one running around late at night with another GUY looking to make change for a $20. Now who is a fag?
He keeps repeating he has something for me... My co-worker is now keeping me inside and telling him to leave. I was never going outside, just telling him to bring it on. If anything went down I wanted it on the inside cameras.
They finally leave and I think about calling the police. I decide not to since I have their plate info and they have gone. Now also keeping me from calling is the fact that a co-worker and morning regular keep telling me I call the police to much.
Twenty minutes later here comes three cops in the door asking what happened. He has told him I threatened him with a gun. They make me and my co-work lift our coats and shirts and say he doesn't wish to press charges. He will be in to talk to my boss and the police will be back to watch the tape. They took his side because he called them and I didn't plus he is a coach of the local high school and they don't believe he would do what I said or even be carrying a gun. I took him yelling he had somethign for me and digging around under the seats and in the door that he was looking for a gun.
Around 2am...
Young man about 18/19 comes in. Asks for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. I tell him the total and he pulls out a bunch of balled up twentys. Each one was in a ball. He drops one and picks it up off the floor.
He unballs one and hands it to me. My mind is screaming FAKE! FAKE! as he is handing it to me. As soon as I have it in my hand I tell him its fake and he asks how I know. I grab the counterfit pen and sure enough it turns black and I hold it to the light and theres no water mark or strip.
I again tell him its fake and take the cigarettes and lighter from him. He says he just broke a fifty to get it. At two in the morning? Don't think so! He asks me if this one is also fake and hands me yet another twenty and it is also fake and has the same numbers as the other one. I now have two fakes. I say my co-workers name and he starts to walk to the door to block it. I pick up the phone and this guy charges my co-worker and they both go flying out the door and land hard on the ground. I say oh sh*t and put the phone down and run outside and the guy is getting up without his hoodie or headband.
My co-worker givves chase until I yell to let him go. We head back inside and I pick up his hoodie and headband and call the police. The cop said that since the guy had about 10/15 more fakes on him that the dectective may wish to view the tape. I told him thats fine and then told him that they would be the second ones to view it if they came in today and told him what happened earlier and he said some peoples kids and left shaking his head.
Now this coach, I am not sure how to go about it. Do I demand they charge him for a false report since I never once pulled a gun or told him I had one? This was all done infront of customers. Do I write the local paper and try and get a "Letters to the Editor" put in the paper about the local high schools coach making threats because I wouldn't break his twenty?
Around 6/7pm...
This young lady walks in. I start hearing something hitting the building. I start for the door thinking my co-worker needs help. The YL asks if Ill "tell him to leave". I get to the door and see CDs and a CD player smashed on the parking lot. Her boyfriend(?) was throwing them at the wall.
I told her he was destroying her stuff and asked if she wanted me to call the police. She said no and asked me to just have him leave. I turn back to the door and he is standing right outside the door telling her to come the f*ck on.
Well it ended up me telling him to clean the stuff up or I would call the police. She cleaned it with him repeating over and over to come the f*ck on. I told him to be a man and fight me and not a female thats smaller than him. He had this scared out of his body look and they got back into her car and still going back and forth about if he was going with her or not they left.
Around 10pm...
Two guys walk in and one buys a pack of cigarettes. The second guy has an attitude and demands I break down a $20. Because of his attitude I tell him I can't. He keeps repeating that he knows I can do it. I keep saying I can't. His buddy and him are walking towards the door and he asks him whats wrong. He calls me an a$$hole and says he knows I have the change.
I tell him I do not. He says f*ck you.
(Now this would have had me tell him the same thing back but for the new year I promised myself and my boss I would try and cool it.)
F*ck you.
(One a$$hole and 1 F*ck you.. temp rising...)
Hey did you hear me? I said F*CK YOU!
(Temp overload....)
You know what, no FUCK YOU!!
He went off and his buddy gets him out the door after I had gone out and got his plate number. He is outside yelling I got something for you over and over while digging around the front of his SUV.
I keep telling him to bring it on. He calls me a faggit. I told him wait, I am not the one running around late at night with another GUY looking to make change for a $20. Now who is a fag?
He keeps repeating he has something for me... My co-worker is now keeping me inside and telling him to leave. I was never going outside, just telling him to bring it on. If anything went down I wanted it on the inside cameras.
They finally leave and I think about calling the police. I decide not to since I have their plate info and they have gone. Now also keeping me from calling is the fact that a co-worker and morning regular keep telling me I call the police to much.
Twenty minutes later here comes three cops in the door asking what happened. He has told him I threatened him with a gun. They make me and my co-work lift our coats and shirts and say he doesn't wish to press charges. He will be in to talk to my boss and the police will be back to watch the tape. They took his side because he called them and I didn't plus he is a coach of the local high school and they don't believe he would do what I said or even be carrying a gun. I took him yelling he had somethign for me and digging around under the seats and in the door that he was looking for a gun.
Around 2am...
Young man about 18/19 comes in. Asks for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. I tell him the total and he pulls out a bunch of balled up twentys. Each one was in a ball. He drops one and picks it up off the floor.
He unballs one and hands it to me. My mind is screaming FAKE! FAKE! as he is handing it to me. As soon as I have it in my hand I tell him its fake and he asks how I know. I grab the counterfit pen and sure enough it turns black and I hold it to the light and theres no water mark or strip.
I again tell him its fake and take the cigarettes and lighter from him. He says he just broke a fifty to get it. At two in the morning? Don't think so! He asks me if this one is also fake and hands me yet another twenty and it is also fake and has the same numbers as the other one. I now have two fakes. I say my co-workers name and he starts to walk to the door to block it. I pick up the phone and this guy charges my co-worker and they both go flying out the door and land hard on the ground. I say oh sh*t and put the phone down and run outside and the guy is getting up without his hoodie or headband.
My co-worker givves chase until I yell to let him go. We head back inside and I pick up his hoodie and headband and call the police. The cop said that since the guy had about 10/15 more fakes on him that the dectective may wish to view the tape. I told him thats fine and then told him that they would be the second ones to view it if they came in today and told him what happened earlier and he said some peoples kids and left shaking his head.
Now this coach, I am not sure how to go about it. Do I demand they charge him for a false report since I never once pulled a gun or told him I had one? This was all done infront of customers. Do I write the local paper and try and get a "Letters to the Editor" put in the paper about the local high schools coach making threats because I wouldn't break his twenty?
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