Okay so I know it's been a while since I've posted anything, but once again I have been crazy busy so BACK OFF!!! I write when I can and lately it has been tough. My last post though I mentioned a story about my run in with security, well here is the story...
I was at work, just a normal folding clothes, kissin customer A$$, dealing with assholes, oh and did I mention folding clothes. This is pretty much what I do from day to day. Sounds like an awesome life right, well it would seem that it is actually eating my soul, but that's neither here nor there. The real story here is how I came pretty damn close to getting arrested by Law Enforcements "D" student...the mall security guard. As I said before I do hate my job and it can get rather dull and annoying. Did I mention that I fold clothes all day...oh well, anyway I look for excitement anywhere that I can get it. An opportunity for some came one day a couple weeks ago and I made sure that I wasn't going to let it slip away. You see These two women were freaking out inside the store because they couldn't find one of their bags from the Rainforest Cafe gift shop. Apparently this had like a $10 t-shirt in it so it was imperative that they find it. I helped look because , well, It got me away from folding clothes for a few minutes. None of us found it though so one of the two ladies left the store to retrace her steps throughout the rest of the mall. The other one bought her stuff and then proceeded to walk out of the store as well. Just then I spotted the missing bag. So I grabbed it and ran outside the store. I had no idea which way the lady went until another customer that had also helped looked for the bag told me which way she went. Now technically I am not allowed to leave the store since, well, I was the only one there, but screw that this was my chance for some excitement and boy did I need it. So I hesitated for a second and then I took the bag and sprinted down the mall. Now put this image through your head. I now have a shopping bag in my hand and I am sprinting down the mall, how would this look to you. Apparently to everyone else around me it looked like I had taken someones bag and was trying to run away with it. Next thing I know I hear whistles blowing and people yelling "stop" and "Hold it right there". It didn't strike me that they might be talking to me so I kept running. Finally it did hit me as now there were 2 guards running right for me so I stopped and turned around just in time to see 2 more security guards spear me to the ground. Just kidding, that would have been sweet if that's actually how it went down, but they didn't actually tackle me. When I stopped they all just stood in a circle yelling at me to drop the bag and get on the ground. I was scared too cause I hear that that pepper spray stings like a bitch. I try and explain the situation, but I think the security guards were anxious for some excitement as well so they were going all out. In the middle of all of this the woman I was after saw me and noticed I had her bag so she busted in there and told them it was hers and that I had helped her look for it and everything. They almost seemed mad that they didn't get to spray me with pepper spray. All of this for a freakin t-shirt and the woman was so happy that I had found her bag. A little too happy, but whatever, apparently that shirt was gonna be crazy important. Anyway, she finished thanking me and the security guards cleared me to go so I headed back to the store. This whole ordeal took place in about 10 minutes or so, so there was no employee in the store that whole time. By the time I got back there was a line at the counter and people were looking around for someone who worked there. It was actually quite hilarious, at least to me, so hilarious that I didn't want to spoil the moment so I walked in like I was just looking around just so I could hear what they were saying. Only one couple got crazy pissed the others were just chillin patiently. Finally I walked behind the counter and they were all just like " What the hell, this kid is an asshole". That's what they were thinking, and you know what...they were right. I am an asshole and I am proud of it. The couple that was all pissy about the situation demanded to see the manager so I walked into the back for a second and then walked back out and asked them what the problem was. You should have seen their faces. Needless to say I don't think they will be coming back to Big Dogs anytime soon. The others thought it was hilarious and well, so did I. That's what they get for not having a sense of humor.
Wlell that's my story. Hopefully I will be able to get some more blogs up more often than before so stay posted and see what kind of shenanigans I get myself into next time.
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As a long time retail manager I can not condone your actions. However I think your actions toward the pissed off couple was freakin hilarious. As far as the Mall Guards go, this incident should be good for at least 3 months of serious f'en with these Barney Fife wannabes. Take it from experience watching them chase their tails around can be quite entertaining. Now back to folding clothes.
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