Feb. 18th, 2005

kierthos: (Default)
Oh, you'll all love this one.

Jimmy Buffett was in concert here in Columbia Thursday night. (No, I didn't get to go, but one of my co-workers did.) Naturally, I expected people would try and park in the store parking lot so they could walk to the concert venue and not have to deal with the "head-up-ass" parking lot at the venue.

I was not surprised.

What surprised me is that the guy who runs 2nd shift (which is when the concert took place) allowed people to park in the lot for the concert, but only as long as they asked first. Simply, if they were smart and considerate enough to ask if it was okay, then Sean let them do it. If they didn't ask... well, they got towed.

So, I'm walking into the lot (I live three blocks from work, you see) and I see this two women standing in the middle of the lot, looking like they're either confused, or talking about something, or both. My first thought is that they're trying to work up the courage to ask if they can use the store bathroom or something like that, as we're not in the part of Columbia that attracts too many hookers.

Well, they enter the store about the same time that I do, and I catch the beginning of the conversation. You guessed it, they got towed.

It gets better. Somehow, they've learned that if they had asked, they wouldn't have gotten towed, and are claiming that they did ask. When pressed on the matter, they can't recall who they asked, but they "know" they asked.

It's obvious they are lying, for one simple reason... here are the people who work 2nd shift:

Wayne: Jamaican man, middle-aged.
Sean: Pasty white guy, dark hair, somewhat emaciated.
Mark: Somewhat less pasty white guy, red hair.
Tina: Short white woman.

There is no way any of them can be confused for any of the others.

I suspect marijuana and booze induced stupidity.

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