Long time reader, first time poster. Let's see how this goes!
I have a dozen stories about where I work... we sell intimates and we have some interesting characters. But these stories will have wait as today's tale is about the place across the street from us.
To set the stage, it's a weekend night in a normally busy outdoor shopping mall in town. Around 10-11 everyone clears out after dinner and movies so the place is usually a ghost town except for the occasional group of teens causing a ruckus.
Cue a phone call at 2-3am to the manager of Big-Box-Book-Store, who happens to be my friend. The alarms have been set off and police are alerted of a possible burglary in progress. Big-Box-Book-Store Managers arrive and place is trashed; front window shattered, fire extinguisher foam everywhere, blood splattering the walls, books and on the floor.
Police head in and discover the suspected burglar is a teen...a Butt Ass Naked Teen. Obvious question is asked...
Police Department: "What are/were you doing?"
Fair enough Butt Ass Naked Teen, fair enough.
Big-Box-Book-Store Manager later views surveillance tapes. The kid takes a dip in the fountain outside the store, sheds clothing, shoulder tackles THICK front glass and proceeds to rampage the store. Somewhere in that time he shits near the kiddie book area and spreads the love around, and then takes the fire extinguisher to half of the store to make it snow.
Heard the damage was somewhere in the ballpark of $300,000...
Cue two day Hazmat clean up and store closure. Kid had been a part of one of those pill bowl parties.
Drugs are bad, kids.