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So we have the Scientologists.....
So this woman comes in and asks about Dianetics. Sure, I show her where we keep them.
"It's not the right edition!!" (Oh boy....) "They reprinted a new edition!! You don't have a new edition!!" (And your telling me this why?) "And it's not Self-Help!! It's a RELIGION!!" (Okay, get outta my store before you start jumping on our chairs you ham-beast.
She leaves after she shoves the book into my face.
And let's not forget the Fundie Christians....
One of the co-workers had this lady place her hands on her shoulder, and began trying to excise the devil outta her. She was trying to call Jesus Christ, saying verses, etc.
Seeing I was right next to my co-worker trying to clean-up a mess, I tapped the exorcist wannabe's shoulder and told her in no uncertain terms if you don't fucking leave my store, i'll have you arrested for harassment and trespassing.
"Peace be with you," she said as she calmly left. My co-worker, who's Christian BTW, tells me if she turns out like this lady, I have complete authority to shoot her.
At least she asked.
Not one hour later, this 40-ish lady comes in and asks for an application. Then she asks the person who's giving her the application if we sell sex books. When my co-worker tells her yes, she tears up the application and leaves in a huff.
Um, do you have Chick Tracts by chance?
Two hours later, a guy comes in, and buys something. So me, LP guy, and another co-worker are at the front. Co-worker is helping the guy at register, while LP guy is trying to get as much info on the Fundie Christian for records and possible Trespass warning violation for next time from me.
The guy is done with his purchase, starts to walk off, and then steps back. He then points at me. "What is your name?" he says.
LP guy blocks the shortest way out of the register area (damn, I wanted to punch the guy
) and asks the guy to leave the store immediately. The guy keeps pointing at me and asking my name. LP guy tells him to leave, or Mall Security will be glad to escort him out.
Guy then rummages thru his bag, and slaps a piece of paper onto the counter, and leaves. (LP thought he had a gun.) Co-worker picks up the paper, and hands it to LP guy. LP looks at it, and then shows it to me.
Actual tract I got:
Appreciate your help, but.....
LP is locking the doors, and the last door has to give him trouble. It won't lock properly. So he fiddles it for abit, and then finally gives up, grabs his cell phone, and begins to call for a locksmith.
A guy, whos been sitting across from the door on some mall-provided seats, comes up to the door, and offers to help lock the door. LP says in no uncertain terms that he will allow him into the store for security reasons.
The guy goes ballistic and tells him "Suffer you ignorant fuck!! Suffer!!" LP throws the door open and shouts back at him "SECURITY PROTOCOL ASSHOLE!! SEH-CURE-EH-TEE!!!" and slams the door shut. I can barely hear the guy shout something else in rebuttal.
Note that I and the MOD are like 20 feet away, with nearly $5,000 in deposit cash and at least $XXXX in petty cash out in the open.
So this woman comes in and asks about Dianetics. Sure, I show her where we keep them.
"It's not the right edition!!" (Oh boy....) "They reprinted a new edition!! You don't have a new edition!!" (And your telling me this why?) "And it's not Self-Help!! It's a RELIGION!!" (Okay, get outta my store before you start jumping on our chairs you ham-beast.
She leaves after she shoves the book into my face.
And let's not forget the Fundie Christians....
One of the co-workers had this lady place her hands on her shoulder, and began trying to excise the devil outta her. She was trying to call Jesus Christ, saying verses, etc.
Seeing I was right next to my co-worker trying to clean-up a mess, I tapped the exorcist wannabe's shoulder and told her in no uncertain terms if you don't fucking leave my store, i'll have you arrested for harassment and trespassing.
"Peace be with you," she said as she calmly left. My co-worker, who's Christian BTW, tells me if she turns out like this lady, I have complete authority to shoot her.
At least she asked.
Not one hour later, this 40-ish lady comes in and asks for an application. Then she asks the person who's giving her the application if we sell sex books. When my co-worker tells her yes, she tears up the application and leaves in a huff.
Um, do you have Chick Tracts by chance?
Two hours later, a guy comes in, and buys something. So me, LP guy, and another co-worker are at the front. Co-worker is helping the guy at register, while LP guy is trying to get as much info on the Fundie Christian for records and possible Trespass warning violation for next time from me.
The guy is done with his purchase, starts to walk off, and then steps back. He then points at me. "What is your name?" he says.
LP guy blocks the shortest way out of the register area (damn, I wanted to punch the guy
) and asks the guy to leave the store immediately. The guy keeps pointing at me and asking my name. LP guy tells him to leave, or Mall Security will be glad to escort him out. Guy then rummages thru his bag, and slaps a piece of paper onto the counter, and leaves. (LP thought he had a gun.) Co-worker picks up the paper, and hands it to LP guy. LP looks at it, and then shows it to me.
Actual tract I got:
Appreciate your help, but.....
LP is locking the doors, and the last door has to give him trouble. It won't lock properly. So he fiddles it for abit, and then finally gives up, grabs his cell phone, and begins to call for a locksmith.
A guy, whos been sitting across from the door on some mall-provided seats, comes up to the door, and offers to help lock the door. LP says in no uncertain terms that he will allow him into the store for security reasons.
The guy goes ballistic and tells him "Suffer you ignorant fuck!! Suffer!!" LP throws the door open and shouts back at him "SECURITY PROTOCOL ASSHOLE!! SEH-CURE-EH-TEE!!!" and slams the door shut. I can barely hear the guy shout something else in rebuttal.
Note that I and the MOD are like 20 feet away, with nearly $5,000 in deposit cash and at least $XXXX in petty cash out in the open.
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