We have a group of guys who shop at our store often enough the staff are aware of them. It's a group of three who look like they could be cast in the Jersey Shore (not that common in Vancouver).
They are all bulked up gorillas, slicked back hair, diamond earrings (or CZ most likely) orange tan, covered head to toe in ed hardy and covered in tattoos and waxed eyebrows. They buy everything in cash and have large wads of it and make this huge deal about counting it out and flashing it around.
I hadn't ever had to ring them out before but yesterday they came in to buy a bedset for the lead gorilla and all of the staff came up to the front of the store to "support me" because they for some reason think these guys are dangerous. The staff all became "busy" at the front of the store but kept shooting me looks and mouthing "are you okay", I was fine.
In fact I was trying so hard not to bust up laughing. This mr macho man was not only carrying a LV man bag (read purse) he looked like an over inflated oompah loompah and he was buying this paris/london/rome bedset we have for sale with 25 pillows for the bed, all decorative pillows, you won't even be able to see the bed under the damn pillows!
The entire time I am ringing this guy out the other two are intimidating the staff, getting really close to the females, leaning right close to them to pick up a product, yelling back and forth about these "hot chicks" they were all banging last weekend and all the action they got
just generally being nasty and crude.
The guy who was paying made this big deal about counting out $700 in twenties and was like "impressed?" to me and I smiled and pretended to be confused and said "oh at what, the duvet cover, yes it's nice isn't it"
after they left the manager and a couple other staff came up and checked I was okay and told me how scary they thought the guys were and I told them to go home and google the Jersey Shore, they weren't gangsters they were guidos about the worst thing they could do is fist pump if techno came on the radio