I'm a security guard stationed at one of those small technical colleges(think ITT). My main duty is to watch the cars in the parking lots/garage and the students when they leave at night. I also get to chase off skateboarders. There are three concrete benches near the entrance to the building that kids love to grind off of. The signs prohibiting this are hard to see, but noticeable to anyone that makes a passing glance around(yeah, like anyone does that).
The signs basically say this:
So around 8:00PM I'm standing in the far corner of the garage when I hear the unmistakable sound of skateboard wheels over by the entrance. I hustle over to the benches ready to shoo off some stupid kids. And that is exactly what happened, but in a hilarious way.
Me: Your lovable security guard, ready to bust skulls if needed
SK1: Stupid Kid One
SK2: Stupid Kid Two
I run up and see two young kids, probably 13-14.
Me: Hey guys, you can't skateboard here.
SK1: Okay. I'm just checking out something on my board.(he gets off the board and begins closely examining the wheels)
SK2: What time do you leave?
Me: Why? So you guys can come back after I'm gone?
SK2: Yeah.(Holy shit, he's actually honest?) So what time do you leave?
Me: It doesn't matter. You can't skateboard here. Read the sign.(I point to the sign, SK1 turns to read it while SK2 continues to ask me when I leave)
SK1: What does arse mean?
Me: Urk...(I made a quiet grunt sound as I fought, fought I say, to keep from busting out laughing.) A-R-S. Arizona Revised Statutes. That means state law.
SK2: Come on (SK1's name), let's just go.
So they hop back on their skateboards and leave. As soon as they're out of sight I began laughing hysterically. A nearby group of students, who had been listening to the whole thing, also begin laughing. Ahh, the innocence of youth.
And no, I did not tell them what time I left, even though it would have been past their curfew.
Edit: I can spell, I swear. I made this post right after I got off work and was tired. It happens.
The signs basically say this:
No Loitering
No Skateboarding
No Bicycling
ARS (whatever section number applies)
Punishable by Fine
No Skateboarding
No Bicycling
ARS (whatever section number applies)
Punishable by Fine
So around 8:00PM I'm standing in the far corner of the garage when I hear the unmistakable sound of skateboard wheels over by the entrance. I hustle over to the benches ready to shoo off some stupid kids. And that is exactly what happened, but in a hilarious way.
Me: Your lovable security guard, ready to bust skulls if needed
SK1: Stupid Kid One
SK2: Stupid Kid Two
I run up and see two young kids, probably 13-14.
Me: Hey guys, you can't skateboard here.
SK1: Okay. I'm just checking out something on my board.(he gets off the board and begins closely examining the wheels)
SK2: What time do you leave?
Me: Why? So you guys can come back after I'm gone?
SK2: Yeah.(Holy shit, he's actually honest?) So what time do you leave?
Me: It doesn't matter. You can't skateboard here. Read the sign.(I point to the sign, SK1 turns to read it while SK2 continues to ask me when I leave)
SK1: What does arse mean?
Me: Urk...(I made a quiet grunt sound as I fought, fought I say, to keep from busting out laughing.) A-R-S. Arizona Revised Statutes. That means state law.
SK2: Come on (SK1's name), let's just go.
So they hop back on their skateboards and leave. As soon as they're out of sight I began laughing hysterically. A nearby group of students, who had been listening to the whole thing, also begin laughing. Ahh, the innocence of youth.
And no, I did not tell them what time I left, even though it would have been past their curfew.
Edit: I can spell, I swear. I made this post right after I got off work and was tired. It happens.
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