Dunno why, but this reminds me of something that happened earlier in my career at the wholesale club.
Tom M was cart guy at the time, and because of his general laziness, I had taken the habit of keeping an old broomstick at the door, with which I would chase him back outside when he tried to come inside to slack off. This was my "motivational tool."
Being the sort who gets bored easily, and given that we were often not very busy on the weeknights I worked the door at the time, when no customers were close by, I'd be up there twirling that broomstick around like it was some kind of sword or lightsaber.
Tom comes up to me one night, and points out this family that had just come in, particularly this one kid. The kid in question often did CCG tournaments at the comic book shop Tom ran the tourneys at, and recognized him, and had been trying to "bug" him in the parking lot. Tom just wanted me to get the kid to leave him alone.
Little while later, Kid comes up to the door, prompting me to lower the Motivational Tool, him asking if I'd seen Tom.
J2K: "Yeah, he's outside, and by the way?" *taps stick against my shoulder* "Stop bothering him."
Kid's eyes get real big and he runs back up to the front line, where his family was checking out. I see him talking to his father, and guiltily put the stick away when I see the father looking at me as they come up to the door. I punch their receipt.
J2K: "Sorry about that, I was just teasing him--"
Dad: *cheerfully, clearly teasing his son* "Oh, you can beat him senseless."
J2K: *brightly* "Thank you!"
I grab the stick and chase Kid with it, the Kid trying to hide behind his Mom, who runs out the door, spoiling it. Kid takes off outside, and many laughs are had, though not, probably, by the kid himself.
PWNADE(TM) - Serve up a glass today! | PWNZER - An act of pwnage so awesome, it's like the victim got hit by a tank.
There are only four Horsemen of the Apocalypse because I choose to walk!