Dec 22, 2007 00:20
Ok, weird story at work today. I was checking the computer to see how many copies of Rush Hour 3 we got in, when this guy in a suit comes over to me. Now he was a clean cut guy, but he reeked so hard of alcohol I just wanted to spray Febreeze on him and send him on his way. He was drunk, so how does a drunk man get my attention? Of course! By nailing me on my fucking shoulder as hard as he possibly can.
HEY MAN WHO'S THE GUY WHO DIED THIS WEEK
Uh, Ike Turner?
NO I ALREADY HAVE ALL OF HIS SHIT HE DIED THIS WEEK UH WHITE GUY THAT'S RIGHT, FOGELBURG
...Yeah, I have all of his stuff he was pretty good! He died on Monday I think.
YEAH MAN WHERE WOULD I FIND HIM DO YOU KNOW?
That way over there in the 'F' Section
THANKS MAN *DRUNK FISTSLAM*
Now, he had gotten the attention of another lady who was also a complete stranger to him, and started up a conversation. Now, the Best Buy I work at has absolutely no bar in sight, so I'm left to wonder. Was this guy drinking in his fucking car? Who knows, but it was entertaining!
I just about got all of my shopping done, and we got our tree! We just need to set it up now. <3