So I come down from break about 9-ish this morning, and find Creepy Hot Wheels Guy, this old, vaguely pee, coffee breath and cigarette smoke-smelling guy with glasses and a big white beard, who spends his money on Hot Wheels cars instead of something productive like losing his virginity, standing across the aisle from my pallet o' toys, watching it like a hawk and not moving.
I decide it that would be a good time to fill hardware instead and make Creepy Hot Wheels Guy wait.
So he stands there and keeps watching my toys for a good ten minutes.
Then I finish up hardware and take my backstock to the backroom. I return to find Creep Hot Wheels Guy saying thank you to somebody and walking away.
In the shopping cart next to my toys pallet, I find the contents of a case of Hot Wheels dumped into a shopping cart.
Turns out the fucker hoodwinked one of my co-workers into opening the case of Hot Wheels on the pallet for him and letting him rummage through it, which is very much against policy! He can wait for his little toys to be put on the shelf like everybody else.
I find out who did it and have a brief conversation
about never opening boxes of Hot Wheels for anybody who asks, or going into backstock and bringing Hot Wheels down for them. Next time this freakazoid comes in for his chrome-plated Mattel fix, he's going to tell his mark "But they opened the box for me last time!" And fuck it all, he's right.
I decide it that would be a good time to fill hardware instead and make Creepy Hot Wheels Guy wait.
So he stands there and keeps watching my toys for a good ten minutes. Then I finish up hardware and take my backstock to the backroom. I return to find Creep Hot Wheels Guy saying thank you to somebody and walking away.
In the shopping cart next to my toys pallet, I find the contents of a case of Hot Wheels dumped into a shopping cart.
Turns out the fucker hoodwinked one of my co-workers into opening the case of Hot Wheels on the pallet for him and letting him rummage through it, which is very much against policy! He can wait for his little toys to be put on the shelf like everybody else.
I find out who did it and have a brief conversation
about never opening boxes of Hot Wheels for anybody who asks, or going into backstock and bringing Hot Wheels down for them. Next time this freakazoid comes in for his chrome-plated Mattel fix, he's going to tell his mark "But they opened the box for me last time!" And fuck it all, he's right.



People need to learn to wait until merchandise is actually on display for them to look through.

Anyhoo, I'll go through the bins looking for older releases--the shop occasionally buys up collections. If I do take cars (which are wrapped in tiny plastic bags) out, I always put them back. Best find to date, was a beat-up VW 1600TL fastback.
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