wow, yesterday at Music World....
I went to the dollar store, came back and went to the cash.
This guy is talking to one of my co-workers, slumped on the counter. He stops talking, and stares at me as I walk.
At the cash it becomes apparent that he is drunk and staring at my breasts.
Quickly, I look at him and say "I know you're drunk but can you please stop staring at my breasts?"
He leans upright and his eyes roll to the back of his head nearly passing out then grabs ahold of the counter again, then security arrives and tells him he needs to leave. But he doesn't.
So the undercover cops in the mall come, they arrest him in my store, read him his rights and cuff him.
I should have worn a hoodie to work, and not a wife beater.
I went to the dollar store, came back and went to the cash.
This guy is talking to one of my co-workers, slumped on the counter. He stops talking, and stares at me as I walk.
At the cash it becomes apparent that he is drunk and staring at my breasts.
Quickly, I look at him and say "I know you're drunk but can you please stop staring at my breasts?"
He leans upright and his eyes roll to the back of his head nearly passing out then grabs ahold of the counter again, then security arrives and tells him he needs to leave. But he doesn't.
So the undercover cops in the mall come, they arrest him in my store, read him his rights and cuff him.
I should have worn a hoodie to work, and not a wife beater.
Also, I'm glad you told him what's up. Nicely done.
" i guess i should have worn a hoodie and not a wife beater today."
and yes i commented on my own journal!