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This could have turned out REALLY bad. sorta long.
So, I get off early from work. Im a commissioned security officer. (Read: Dude that carries a gun). I need gas, so I stop by a local convenience store. Its about 3:30 am. Beer stops being sold at midnight.
I walk in and prepay for the gas and I buy a fountain drink. I filled up the cup and was headed to the door when I heard this.
Me
clerk: Really cute girl, that works graveyard at this particular establishment.
DD: Douche thats drunk off his ass.
DD: (walks up to the counter with a 12 pack).
Clerk: Im sorry sir, we stop selling beer at midnight.
DD: (drunkenly slurs) whaaaaaaa? I always buy beer here. you gotta let me get it.
Clerk: Im sorry sir, but the register locks out alcohol sales after midnight.
DD: but... the customer is always right. and i need beer.
Clerk:... Im sorry sir, I can't sell it to you.
DD: Well how bout i just take it and pay for it later? (starts heading for the door, with the beer.
Me: (Still in uniform, including my gun, handcuffs, and whatnot.) Sir she told you she cant sell it and if you walk out the door with it, thats theft.
DD: (Starting to get aggravated) well who the fuck are you to say I cant get what I want?
Me: Looks to me like youve already had enough. If I were in your shoes, Id go home and sleep it off, before your night takes a nose dive strait into a septic tank.
DD: (Tries to shove me out of the way.) FUCK YOU THE BEERS MINE NOW!!!
Clerk: (While I was talking to the Drunk guy, she was calling the police.) Sir please calm down.
DD: FUCK YOU BOTH!!! IM TAKIN IT AND THERES NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!!!
Thats where he was wrong. He shoved me again trying to get outside, and I took the beer out of his hands. (I'm faster than a mongoose on pixy sticks at times)
He stares at me as I set it down on the counter. He walks towards where the beer is kept in the store. I turn to the cashier.
Me: Cops On their way?
Clerk: Yup. They said they'll be here in a few minuets.
Me: ok, ill keep him here til they get here.
Drunk starts heading towards the door again, this time with a 20 pack.
DD: IM GONNA GET YOU FIRED!!! YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME!!!! I KNOW PEOPLE DAMNIT!!!
Me: Sir, your not leaving here with the beer.
DD: FUCK YOU!!! ITS MINE!!!
At this point I see the cop car pull up outside.
Me:: Sir youve been warned that you cant buy beer at this time of night, and your now trying to steal it. Dont make your night any worse than its about to be.
DD starts to go to push me again. This time I let him get to the door and go outside, right as the cop gets out of his car. The clerk and I walk outside behind the drunk. Shes hiding behind me. Im a big guy, shes maybe 5'1.
Cop: Did you pay for that beer sir?
DD: ITS MINE!!!
Cop: Its almost 4 now, They stop selling beer at midnight.
DD: FUCK YOU ITS MINE!!!
Cop: (Walks over, takes the beer away from the guy, and asks him how many he has had tonight.)
DD: (Finally has the light turn on) Uhh, 2?
Cop: Cases?
DD: IM NOT GOIN BACK TO JAIL!!!
Im dead serious. He tries to punch the cop in the face, misses, and turns running towards the clerk, who stepped out from behind me to get the beer and bring it inside. She freaks out, drops the beer, and runs behind me.
Cop and I are on him before he gets 5 feet.
Hes on the ground with cuffs on his wrist, within 5 seconds. (Like I said, at times Im fast)
Cop and I get him standing, and empty out the dudes pockets. He has about a pound of marijuana and an 8 ball of cocaine on him. Not to count the knife in his pocket, and the 9 mm stuck in his pocket.
And then to top the whole encounter off, the drunk decided, once he was in the back of the cop car, to vomit everything hes eaten or drank in the last 6 months all over the back of the cop car. I dont envy that cop.
Needless to say, he goes to meet his future significant other named Buba over in their honeymoon sweet at the county jail.
The clerk was in tears over the whole situation, she had to call in one of her co-workers to cover the rest of her shift.
Good news for me was I got her number, and a kiss for not leaving her there to deal with that asshole by herself.
I Swear, at times i get more action at the gas station, than I do when Im at work. Pun intended.
With all of that goin on, I had forgot to pump the gas. She had to restart the pump, so I could fill up.
lol, my co workers are going to be jealous. About 6 of us have all been trying to get this clerks number for the last 2 months. Cant wait for tonight, I got a date. LOL
I walk in and prepay for the gas and I buy a fountain drink. I filled up the cup and was headed to the door when I heard this.
Me
clerk: Really cute girl, that works graveyard at this particular establishment.
DD: Douche thats drunk off his ass.
DD: (walks up to the counter with a 12 pack).
Clerk: Im sorry sir, we stop selling beer at midnight.
DD: (drunkenly slurs) whaaaaaaa? I always buy beer here. you gotta let me get it.
Clerk: Im sorry sir, but the register locks out alcohol sales after midnight.
DD: but... the customer is always right. and i need beer.
Clerk:... Im sorry sir, I can't sell it to you.
DD: Well how bout i just take it and pay for it later? (starts heading for the door, with the beer.
Me: (Still in uniform, including my gun, handcuffs, and whatnot.) Sir she told you she cant sell it and if you walk out the door with it, thats theft.
DD: (Starting to get aggravated) well who the fuck are you to say I cant get what I want?
Me: Looks to me like youve already had enough. If I were in your shoes, Id go home and sleep it off, before your night takes a nose dive strait into a septic tank.
DD: (Tries to shove me out of the way.) FUCK YOU THE BEERS MINE NOW!!!
Clerk: (While I was talking to the Drunk guy, she was calling the police.) Sir please calm down.
DD: FUCK YOU BOTH!!! IM TAKIN IT AND THERES NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!!!
Thats where he was wrong. He shoved me again trying to get outside, and I took the beer out of his hands. (I'm faster than a mongoose on pixy sticks at times)
He stares at me as I set it down on the counter. He walks towards where the beer is kept in the store. I turn to the cashier.
Me: Cops On their way?
Clerk: Yup. They said they'll be here in a few minuets.
Me: ok, ill keep him here til they get here.
Drunk starts heading towards the door again, this time with a 20 pack.
DD: IM GONNA GET YOU FIRED!!! YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME!!!! I KNOW PEOPLE DAMNIT!!!
Me: Sir, your not leaving here with the beer.
DD: FUCK YOU!!! ITS MINE!!!
At this point I see the cop car pull up outside.
Me:: Sir youve been warned that you cant buy beer at this time of night, and your now trying to steal it. Dont make your night any worse than its about to be.
DD starts to go to push me again. This time I let him get to the door and go outside, right as the cop gets out of his car. The clerk and I walk outside behind the drunk. Shes hiding behind me. Im a big guy, shes maybe 5'1.
Cop: Did you pay for that beer sir?
DD: ITS MINE!!!
Cop: Its almost 4 now, They stop selling beer at midnight.
DD: FUCK YOU ITS MINE!!!
Cop: (Walks over, takes the beer away from the guy, and asks him how many he has had tonight.)
DD: (Finally has the light turn on) Uhh, 2?
Cop: Cases?
DD: IM NOT GOIN BACK TO JAIL!!!
Im dead serious. He tries to punch the cop in the face, misses, and turns running towards the clerk, who stepped out from behind me to get the beer and bring it inside. She freaks out, drops the beer, and runs behind me.
Cop and I are on him before he gets 5 feet.
Hes on the ground with cuffs on his wrist, within 5 seconds. (Like I said, at times Im fast)
Cop and I get him standing, and empty out the dudes pockets. He has about a pound of marijuana and an 8 ball of cocaine on him. Not to count the knife in his pocket, and the 9 mm stuck in his pocket.
And then to top the whole encounter off, the drunk decided, once he was in the back of the cop car, to vomit everything hes eaten or drank in the last 6 months all over the back of the cop car. I dont envy that cop.
Needless to say, he goes to meet his future significant other named Buba over in their honeymoon sweet at the county jail.
The clerk was in tears over the whole situation, she had to call in one of her co-workers to cover the rest of her shift.
Good news for me was I got her number, and a kiss for not leaving her there to deal with that asshole by herself.
I Swear, at times i get more action at the gas station, than I do when Im at work. Pun intended.
With all of that goin on, I had forgot to pump the gas. She had to restart the pump, so I could fill up.
lol, my co workers are going to be jealous. About 6 of us have all been trying to get this clerks number for the last 2 months. Cant wait for tonight, I got a date. LOL
Nice work 
holy crap.
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