The Truly Awful Stand Out, Part 2
Back in the early 2000s, I am finishing a long and terrible shift at a huge big box retail store. This story is pieced together from a few memories, but the gist of it remains the same. I’m in the break room at the back, and a coworker has noticed my mood.
Coworker #1: “Rough shift?”
Me: “Some brats were throwing jars of baby food at the wall just to watch them break and splatter. The mom just laughed and told me that it’s my job to clean it up.”
Coworker #1: “Ugh, I got it worse. I got one kid — must have been twelve, so definitely old enough to know better — who decided to pee on the carpet in the clothing department. He was laughing as he did it; that little s*** knew what he was doing.”
Coworker #2: *Joining in* “Wait, was that kid in a white tank top, and the mom had huge blonde hair in a terrible perm?”
Me: “Uh… yeah, I think so, plus a younger brother.”
Coworker #1: “Yeah, that’s mine, too! D***, they were the same family?”
Coworker #2: “Yeah, I could tell. They were also walking around the store eating rotisserie chicken and drinking sodas they hadn’t paid for, and they told me to f*** myself when I told them they had to pay for it.”
Coworker #1: “How have these people not been kicked out? We reported them to our managers, right?”
As we say this, another exhausted-looking coworker comes into the break room.
Coworker #3: “Did you guys not hear the screaming coming from the checkouts a while ago? Some woman was being dragged out by the police while her two sons were watching. Apparently, she was using her kids as distractions while she was stealing some stuff.”
Coworker #2: “Blonde hair, huge perm?”
Coworker #3: “Yeah! How did you know?”
All Of Us: “Just a hunch.”
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The Truly Awful Stand Out