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I went up to 7-11 for a latenite slurpee and when I walked in, the woman at the counter was yelling at some punk teenager down one of the aisles. She was screaming "Get out of my store". I looked over on my way to the slurpee machine and saw said punk laughing and repeating the word "What?" I abandoned my slurpee mission & took notice to 5 more kids walking in the door...I was like damn...so much for my late night slurpee run.
Anyways, punk 1 was laughing and taunting the clerk during all of this, so I walked (limped actually) to the double doors, turned around and stood there. Punk 1 made one attempt to get past me...he points his head down like he's gonna charge me and says "Get out of my way man"....I said "Or what?" I looked at the clerk and told her to call the Police. He backed off and at this point, it was clear that the 5 new kids weren't with him. The clerk was yelling at him to empty his pockets & he just tried to laugh it off, and telling her it was a cell phone (punk 1 was near tears at this point because he had no way out). I'm still blocking the door when he finally pulls a huge package of beef jerky out his pocket and throws it on the counter. Punk 1 tries to walk out again. No dice bro. One of the 5 new kids grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and said "I got him bro".
I proceeded to get my slurpee (frozen Coke), the clerk lady thanked me, and I smiled and said hello to the Police on my way out.
I hope they make an example out of that little bastard.
Anyways, punk 1 was laughing and taunting the clerk during all of this, so I walked (limped actually) to the double doors, turned around and stood there. Punk 1 made one attempt to get past me...he points his head down like he's gonna charge me and says "Get out of my way man"....I said "Or what?" I looked at the clerk and told her to call the Police. He backed off and at this point, it was clear that the 5 new kids weren't with him. The clerk was yelling at him to empty his pockets & he just tried to laugh it off, and telling her it was a cell phone (punk 1 was near tears at this point because he had no way out). I'm still blocking the door when he finally pulls a huge package of beef jerky out his pocket and throws it on the counter. Punk 1 tries to walk out again. No dice bro. One of the 5 new kids grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and said "I got him bro".
I proceeded to get my slurpee (frozen Coke), the clerk lady thanked me, and I smiled and said hello to the Police on my way out.
I hope they make an example out of that little bastard.
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