i work in a dept store kinda like Macy's or Sears in Australia. so over the last few months i notice something pretty odd about the calibre of the security guards here.
when i come through the back way to swipe in for work, i look up and see this frail little old man in a security uniform monitoring the front desk. wtf? dude's gonna break his pelvic bone before he catches any crims.
later on im in my area, doing my usual shit, i look up and spot this fat, balding middle aged man - his supple flesh bouncing as he walks. i start to picture scenarios of him attempting to chase someone down and then being stopped in his tracks by the crim waving a sausage and i giggle. tho then i start to feel a little worried about my safety, especially when i spot this short indian woman whom i thought was going to a party as a security guard, but alas, she was the security guard
then when im working out the front - cos we had a display of stuff @ the entrance of the store - another plumpish security guard makes convo with me. that's cool. but then he ended up bein kinda retarded. here is the convo:
Him: "Hey so are you much into cars?"
Me: "Nah not really.."
Him: "So what do you think about the new V8 Ford GTS SLX model? It goes well aye?"
Me: "..........."
i later find out he's one of those 30-somethings who live with their parents and have a profuse collection of technologies to compensate for their loneliness. he also had dandruff on the scale of snow in a tundra landscape.
i walked away thinking what the hell tjhese people will do if some gun toting psycho tries to hold up the store or something. got damn!
when i come through the back way to swipe in for work, i look up and see this frail little old man in a security uniform monitoring the front desk. wtf? dude's gonna break his pelvic bone before he catches any crims.
later on im in my area, doing my usual shit, i look up and spot this fat, balding middle aged man - his supple flesh bouncing as he walks. i start to picture scenarios of him attempting to chase someone down and then being stopped in his tracks by the crim waving a sausage and i giggle. tho then i start to feel a little worried about my safety, especially when i spot this short indian woman whom i thought was going to a party as a security guard, but alas, she was the security guard
then when im working out the front - cos we had a display of stuff @ the entrance of the store - another plumpish security guard makes convo with me. that's cool. but then he ended up bein kinda retarded. here is the convo:
Him: "Hey so are you much into cars?"
Me: "Nah not really.."
Him: "So what do you think about the new V8 Ford GTS SLX model? It goes well aye?"
Me: "..........."
i later find out he's one of those 30-somethings who live with their parents and have a profuse collection of technologies to compensate for their loneliness. he also had dandruff on the scale of snow in a tundra landscape.
i walked away thinking what the hell tjhese people will do if some gun toting psycho tries to hold up the store or something. got damn!
