for introducing the crack-for-no-life-having-55-year-old-virgin-men toys known as Hot Wheels cars.
I was ready to bludgeon Creepy Hot Wheels Guy today. Really I was. The whole time we were stocking toys, there he was, standing silent sentinel behind us, arms folded, legs spread, immovable, watching us go through the boxes on our pallets for half an hour until we came upon a box of single Hot Wheels cars, which we stocked in the appropriate aisle, and then he picked out of our backstock cart, went pawing through it with those grubby mitts of his, and then left, buying no Hot Wheels cars but leaving an impressive mess in our backstock cart.
And because we've started putting up mall-aisle displays of Black Friday merchandise, this meant he was blocking half the aisle watching us work. He moved only grudginly when some woman with a shopping cart came up behind him and asked him to move. Then he ducked down one of the toy aisles before re-establishing his position 15 paces or so behind us.
And Creepy Hot Wheels Guy stinks too. The toy department smelled like a moldy bologna sandwich for quite some time after he left. If he isn't buying stupid little kids toys from us, he could at least buy some soap and deodorant and use them.
I'd never wish death on a fellow human being, but this guy could just disappear and I wouldn't even care.
I was ready to bludgeon Creepy Hot Wheels Guy today. Really I was. The whole time we were stocking toys, there he was, standing silent sentinel behind us, arms folded, legs spread, immovable, watching us go through the boxes on our pallets for half an hour until we came upon a box of single Hot Wheels cars, which we stocked in the appropriate aisle, and then he picked out of our backstock cart, went pawing through it with those grubby mitts of his, and then left, buying no Hot Wheels cars but leaving an impressive mess in our backstock cart.
And because we've started putting up mall-aisle displays of Black Friday merchandise, this meant he was blocking half the aisle watching us work. He moved only grudginly when some woman with a shopping cart came up behind him and asked him to move. Then he ducked down one of the toy aisles before re-establishing his position 15 paces or so behind us.
And Creepy Hot Wheels Guy stinks too. The toy department smelled like a moldy bologna sandwich for quite some time after he left. If he isn't buying stupid little kids toys from us, he could at least buy some soap and deodorant and use them.
I'd never wish death on a fellow human being, but this guy could just disappear and I wouldn't even care.
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